After Hours  Part 2 by Ivor Smallone   EDITED

Jacky felt very nervous as she cleaned the offices the next day, she couldn't get out of her head what had happened the day before. She felt so relieved when she saw he wasn't in his office today, she began to think it had never happened perhaps it was just a vivid dream.

The following day she was going through her cleaning routine again, she nervously went up the corridor and looked through the window into his office. God he's there today, her heart suddenly hammered in her chest, she ducked back but he'd seen her. "Ah Jacky come on in" he called.

Oh God, she nervously opened his office door, "Come on in" he cheerfully called smiling at her, "how is our very best cleaning woman today". "Uh ok... Uh I mean fine" Jacky nervously stuttered stopping just inside his office door.

"Take that cleaning tabard off and come over here dear" Derek casually ordered. Oh god no Jacky thought but undid the tabard strings and quickly pulled it off over her head. She dropped it on a chair close to the door, took a step towards him then abruptly stopped. Derek liked the way the girl's big tits swayed when she moved. Things were going his way again; his dick was already stirring in his pants.

"Still got those big leggings on I see" Derek commented as his eyes drifted further down her body. "I've uh… I've not had chance to get to the shops yet" Jacky replied nervously as she wondered why she was making excuses like this. It was up to her when she went shopping.

Derek was pushing his chair back from his desk again and beckoned her. "Come on no need to be shy" he continued. What could she do, she went and nervously sat in the same seat as last time.

He didn't try to get her to kneel this time. He stood right in front of her and gently brushed her cheek. "No need to be so nervous I don't bite" he said looking down at her big heaving chest. 

He continued to stroke her cheek; she couldn't help but notice his trousers were tented out again right in front of her. Oh god he wants me to do it again she thought nervously. 

He looked down at her big juicy breasts as he continued to stroke her cheek. He could only see the start of her cleavage at the top of her blouse, the buttons were done up high.

"You've a lovely big rack there Jacky, do they get the attention they deserve?" Jacky didn't understand what he meant for a moment. Then felt herself slightly redden as she realised what he meant, how could she answer that.

She just sat there, staring at the lump his trousers. Oh god not again what should I do she thought as she felt his fingers slid from her cheek and brushed down her chin onto her neck.

"You remember how to do your special cleaning job love don't you? You'd better get started" Derek  said firmly. Jacky swallowed hard, oh god not again she couldn't bring herself to do it, not again, not today.

Derek's hand slid across onto her shoulder, he really didn't want to guide her hand to his trousers this time, he wanted to get her to make that move herself. They both held their positions for a long minute.

"You want me to feel up this lovely rack before you get started?" Derek said, his hand sliding down onto the very top of one big mound. "Uh no it.. it's ok" she stammered, that was enough, her hands reluctantly shot to his fly for the second time, she didn't want him groping her tits.

Her lips and tongue were quickly back onto his shaft, she had to start quickly before she got to thinking about it. This time he got her to cup and feel his balls as well, before once again sliding his hard dick into her mouth. 

He pumped gently at first, then with bigger strokes and more aggressively before firing into her mouth for the second time. As he filled her mouth he gently felt, then squeezed the side of her breast. Jacky wanted to move his hand away but couldn't quite pluck up the courage and she was kind of busy swallowing. He was still feeling her breast side as his dick softened in her mouth and she automatically cleaned the now soft thing with her tongue before he put it away.

"Excellent" Derek commented as he stepped away slightly and did up his pants and fliy. "You are becoming a very good cock cleaner my dear. I knew you would be good at this special cleaning duty. I will get Jan the HR manager to get your permanent contract sorted out and I think a little pay rise is in order."

"Uh... Th... thank you sir" Jacky heard herself reply, wondering why she went along with this. Derek was now searching through some loose papers on his desk. "Now where did I leave that." he said almost to himself. "Ah" he exclaimed finding the slip of paper with a web address on it. He took two twenty pound notes from his wallet and handed them to Jacky with the slip of paper. "Get yourself one of these dear and get a size bigger than you think you need." He said picking up his jacket from the back of his chair. He walked from the office before Jacky could think of how to respond.

Over the weekend Jacky noticed a skirt in Asda while shopping with her mum. It was only 12.99 she bought it feeling pleased with herself. Derek had given her 50 pounds to buy one; she'd made a tidy profit. In the afternoon they went over to Jacky's aunt's house, and Jacky asked to use the computer while her mother and aunt chatted. She slowly typed in the URL off the piece of paper from Derek 'Error page not found' it came back. Jacky wasn't good with computers perhaps it worked in a different way, she must be doing it wrong. She slowly typed it in again, this time it worked. Oh my god thought Jacky as an image of a sexy bra for big women appeared on the screen. She looked over to her mum and aunt quickly, the sisters were immersed in their chat and Jacky realised they couldn't see the PC screen from where they were sitting anyway. She looked back at the picture and read the description of the bra. It was more expensive and looked better than any bra the Jacky had ever considered purchasing before.

She read it again there was a button to push to check sizes available she pushed it. Remembering what Derek said about getting a size bigger. She saw that she would have to get the biggest one available. There was a little button that simply said 'Buy'. Should she do it, she'd never bought anything like this and never purchased anything from the web before.

She glances at the two still busy talking woman and pushed the 'buy' button. Oh god it wanted a credit or bank card number. Stupid girl thought Jacky, what was she thinking, that she could push the cash into the PC and the bra just appear at her feet. She did have a bank cash card; she quietly pulled it out of her bag and put the numbers and date into the machine. Got this was taking a long time thought Jacky. It didn't accept the number, it wanted a 3 digit security code whatever that was. Jacky looked at her card more closely there were some digits next to her signature on the card. It must be those she thought typing them in and trying again. 

Her card was accepted, wow I've done it thought Jacky. Then another form appeared, they wanted her address details. Oh shit, shit Jacky thought, she had to continue they had her money now. She slowly started typing in the details now wishing she hadn't started this, it was taking ages, suddenly her cousin the PC owner, came into the room, oh no thought Jacky desperately searching for the 'g' on the keyboard. Sam came straight over to see what she was doing and to have a sly look at her big tits, he always liked to have a look at his cousin's tits whenever he could. "Hi Jacky", he said casually, "what you up to?" embarrassed Jacky had to come clean with him. "Uhhh... can you help my put my address in this" she spoke quietly hoping the two older women wouldn't hear. "Sure" he said looking at her big tits as she got up from the computer. He wondered why she looked so embarrassed, was it because she'd seem him checking out her big jugs.

As he looked at the PC screen, all became clear; she was inputting her address into some lingerie site. Sam felt excited, glanced at her and smiled then quickly typed in her address, just having to ask her for her postcode. "I assume this is our little secret" the 15 year old said quietly to his embarrassed cousin and nodding his head towards the 2 older women. "Please yes" she replied even more quietly. Sam quickly went through the completion of the purchase; it asked for an email address, he put in his own as he knew his cousin didn't have one. "That's done" he said smugly, his face was at her breast height sat at the PC. He looked at them and continued. "You going to give me a hug for helping and not telling" he said.

She had her back to the 2 women; she stepped forward and quickly pulled his head to her breast for a few seconds. "Wow if you want any more help just let me know." He responded a bit shocked himself after that, wow that was more than he'd hoped for.

Monday Jacky got a call from Personnel - could she pop in sometime in the next couple of days during office hours. They wanted to discuss her work contract. Hmmm... so he had sorted it out Jacky thought hanging up the phone.

She got a 10% rate increase and an extra hour on her contract; her hours were now 6 - 9 Thursdays instead of the 6-8pm of the other days. She'd worn her new skirt for the meeting and kept it on when she went in later for her work shift.

Derek noticed the skirt the second Jacky entered his office, the length was a little below her knees but it was a step in the right direction he thought. She'd also ditched that tabard overall thing which was probably even better. She walked across the office towards him, still looking nervous, Derek noted this as a good thing. Her tits wobbled nicely as she crossed the room. 

"Uhh... thanks for sorting my permanent contract and the pay rise" she said meekly" "Pleased to be of help, now take a seat Jacky please." Derek smiled inwardly at his formality, it helped reinforce the master servant relationship he thought, or should that be master slave, hmm not yet but perhaps one day. 

Jacky sat nervously in front of him. "I'm pleased to see you got the skirt, is that a Stephan Brooks?" He asked, knowing it was just standard mass produced item. "Uh.. no sir" Jacky replied hesitatingly feeling a bit uncomfortable that she'd just bought a cheap Asda George item. Derek moved forward on his wheeled office chair and bent forward. He lightly rested his hand on her bare calf below the skirt. She jumped visibly but never pulled away. Derek kept his hand still and looked into her eyes she averted his gaze looking away across the office.

"Much better" Derek said giving the calf a little squeeze, "We can now glimpse these lovely solid calves now." he said now rubbing his hand up the skittle shaped curves. She was still looking away wondering what to do to stop him as his other hand took hold of the other leg and felt them both up. "Yes very nice" he said leaning further forward on his seat.

He slid his hands to the front of her legs and slid his hands up just over her knees pushing the skirt material up with them. Oh my go no thought Jacky; she couldn't let him do this. She glanced at him embarrassingly and pulled the skirt down firmly over her knees. Unfortunately his hands were still there just out of site now, he was still feeling her legs up just above her knees. "Uh.. Mr Stevens.. I uh... you shouldn't be doing that sir" she said putting her hands on his on top of the skirt trying to stop his hands moving higher.

"Just a minute dear, move your hands away for a minute. I just need to finish getting myself in the mood for your cleaning job." She looked straight into his eyes, taking a deep breath preparing to tell him to move his bloody hands away. She looked into his eyes which were no more than a foot or so from hers now, she breathed out and reluctantly removed her hands, she couldn't do it, she couldn't confront him like that. He started to smile at her; she quickly looked away across the room again feeling his hands still on her big soft thighs under her skirt. 

His hands slowly explored a little higher, she couldn't help notice her body as starting to respond a little, she tried to think of something other than the hands on her thighs. Derek's cock was rock hard again; he looked at the young woman, her face turned away from him, trying to pretend he wasn't there, he smiled inwardly.

"Pull your skirt up love, pull your skirt up so we can see what I'm doing". Oh god no thought Jacky. She looked at the hands working up under her skirt, she knew if she thought about it she wouldn't be able to do it. Reluctantly she took hold of the skirt hem and pulled it up past the hands on her big thighs. She then pulled the hem down hard across her legs to stop his hands going any higher. She thought she'd scored a minor victory but...

"That's a good girl" Derek encouraged ignoring her attempt to restrict him. They both watched his hands working on her meaty thighs for a minute. I'm nearly bursting these trousers now love, time for you to start your special cleaning"

Jacky paused for a few seconds while Derek continued to feel-up her legs. Oh got I'd better get started, things will only get worse otherwise she said to herself. She hated moving her hands to his trousers and undoing his fly but she knew it was what she had to do right now.

She let go of the skirt hem and her hands went to his flies trying to quickly free the monster as his hands now slipped a little higher up her legs. He reluctantly then had to lean back a little to give her better access. She soon had his hard cock free again; she was getting the hang of getting his suite trousers undone now.

She leaned forward quickly pushing her chair back a bit and her legs further away from his wandering hands. She took the head of his cock straight into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. 

As her head started to slowly bob up and down his hands moved to the sides of her big breasts which were now squashed down onto her knees as she sucked him off.

She tried to concentrate on getting him off rather than his hands on her breasts. He spread his legs wide and she played with his balls as well.  She tilted her head back and moved further forward pushing the big cock head into her throat again voluntary this time, she wanted him to cum quickly.

He eased her back up as he didn't want to cum just yet. "Hold the shaft and gently lick the head love" he gasped moving her position. She rested her forearms on his legs and took hold of the shaft in both hands. She gently touched the tip of his cock with her tongue causing a gasp from him. Her breasts were hardly touching her knees now. He gently pulled the soft hanging globes apart positioning them just to each side of her knees, then cupped and felt their heavy weight. He felt her nipples harden as she moved her body from side to side trying to get his hands away from them.

He leant forward onto her body pushing her mouth down his cockhead again as he continued to play with her breasts. He felt her try and pull back from him as he pinched her nipples. God he's really touching me today thought Jacky as she felt his cockhead reach her throat again. She gently played with his balls when he thrust in even deeper. Better to get him to cum so she could breathe properly again and get his hands from her breasts. She felt really hot and tingly between the legs, he'd pushed right into her throat now and he groaned loudly as she felt him starting to empty into her again. He squeezed her tits quite hard as he squeezed the last of his juice into her throat.

He sat up straight again taking his weight off her and letting go of her breasts she dutifully cleaned all the juice from his softening dick. "You get better every time love" he said refastening his pants.

"Get yourself a decent bottle of wine" he continued handing her a twenty pound note from his wallet, then grabbed his jacket and left. Jacky felt kind of strange inside as her nipples shrank back down. God he'd played with her legs and her titties this time, where will it all end, a little shudder ran down her back, she began vigorously cleaning the room trying to take her mind off what had happened.


Friday a neighbour dropped Jacky and her mum off at the high street; About once a week they would trundle up and down the high street mainly just looking in the shops then walk home. It was the most exercise her mum ever got and she was always tired afterwards. Mum and daughter often linked arms as they ambled along, it gave Jacky's mum a little support on her bad ankle side.

They paused outside the old lingerie shop. They normally ambled past without hardly a glance. Jacky was curious after ordering that bra online, she wondered what sort of bras they had in here. "Let's have a look in here for a change mum" she said guiding her mum towards the door. An old fashioned bell rang as Jacky pushed the door open "Things will be pricy in here" her mum said quietly as Jacky pulled here through the door. There was a seat halfway down the main isle, Jacky's mum Wendy, parked her big butt on it as Jacky headed towards the bras near the counter.

Before Jacky hardly knew what was happening the shop manager had her in the changing room measuring her up 'properly' to get the right bra fit. Jacky felt it a bit embarrassing as the woman fussed around her with a tape measure measuring it seemed in all sorts of directions. Jacky was wondering what her mum would be thinking she'd been gone quite a while. 

The woman finally put the tape down, stood in front of her and just stared at her breasts for a few seconds. Jacky felt herself turning a little red, what was the woman doing. "You have very nice breasts my dear but this bra you have on does nothing for them. They should be more like this. Jacky was startled as the woman lifted her breasts, holding them in front of her she said. "Yes much better", almost to herself.

The woman let go of Jacky's breasts, "Come over to the mirror dear". As Jacky stood in front of the mirror the woman stood behind Jacky and suddenly lifted Jacky's breasts again. Jacky jumped slightly, the woman supported her big breasts under her bra cups, took some of their weight and separated them out. Jacky notices the woman's bright long red nails and felt even more embarrassed as her nipples hardened a little. "See my dear the shape is so so much better like this" Jacky realised what the woman meant, that did look better. Suddenly Jacky became aware of the woman's breasts lightly touching her lower back, they felt very warm. The manager let go of Jacky's breasts and stepped away. Jacky felt a bit embarrassed about her half erect nipples. Then she noticed the managers were the same, so nothing to be self-conscious of after all, she tried to tell herself. 

"Why don't you just pop that bra off a minute dear. I'll just get a bra that I think will be just right for you." The woman disappeared from the changing room in a flash. It was a bit odd taking her bra off here but off it came. Normally she would just pick up a bra that was her size in QS and just drop it in her basket to purchase at the checkout. Not all this great fuss.

The manager was soon back with a bra in her hand, Jacky found it hard not to turn away or put her hands up to hide her nipples. The woman looked at Jacky's breasts for a bit longer than was necessary as she removed the little hanging clip from the bra.

The woman fastened the bra at the back for Jacky and expertly adjusted the straps. Jacky immediately felt the bra was more comfortable and felt like it fitted better. The manager showed it to her in the mirror again. "See how much better it fits and looks" as she actually brought her hands up to the bra cups and adjusted them ever so slightly. Her hands were still there, she pulled Jacky's breasts apart slightly. "See how more separate and better supported they are now" she continued finally taking her hands away from them. Jacky's nipples could be seen pushing out the material right out.

"Yes it does fit very nicely, how much does it cost?" The woman rattled off the price, wow it was eight pounds more expensive than the one she'd ordered off the web, she could buy about 6 of her normal bras for the price of this one. "Uh thank you but there's no way I could buy this with my uh... mother here, if you know what I mean. Sorry about that." "No problem, no problem at all, if you ever want to look again or try another fitting you know where we are now", the manager replied letting Jacky off the hook. "Thanks very much" said Jacky feeling guilty. 

Her mother hadn't been bothered about having to wait for so long she'd found it nice to sit somewhere different and watch the world go by. 



End of part 2 

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Ivor. email: ismallone@yahoo.co.uk  



  

