After Hours Part 1    by Ivor Smallone   EDITED


Big shy Jacky was completing her evening office cleaning job, it was a little after 8:00 pm, she was meant to be finished by eight but often ran over by half an hour. Derek the company MD was still in his office again, she preferred it when she had the building to herself, it was the last office she had to clean. She hesitated, she didn't want to disturb him but didn't want to leave it uncleaned either. He was quite nice to her the last time she interrupted him to clean his room. He had invited her in, but it had made her feel nervous, she was sure he spent more time watching her than his PC screen as she quickly cleaned his room that last time.

She hesitantly knocked on his office door. "Come in" his confident voice boomed back. "Sorry to disturb you sir but uh, but can I clean your office now. It's... it’s the last one." 

"Come on in." Derek replied rolling his chair right back from his desk and looking her up and down.   "Come here love" he continued nodding his head towards a chair just to the side of his.

Jacky came forward and stood nervously next to the chair wondering what he wanted. "Sit down dear" he said. She nervously sat on the office chair, it creaked under her weight in the quiet office. He swivelled his chair now facing her directly.

"I've heard good things about you Jacky, heard that you do a very good job keeping the offices clean. Making that extra little effort to keep everything just right. I thought I'd tell you personally, this sort of thing doesn't go unnoticed here, we are very pleased with the work you have been doing. As you know it’s getting to the end of your 3 month probationary period and you’ve certainly ticked most of the boxes, very good."

"Why T... thank you sir. I... I do try to do a good job... not uh, not just because it's my uh, my trial period." Most of the boxes thought Jacky what does that mean.

Derek was continuing, "I can see that Jacky, I have an eye for that sort of thing." Jacky thought he looked down at her big chest he said that, she felt a bit self couscous. Still it was nice that even the top boss had noticed the effort she'd been making.

Jacky felt a bit uncomfortable in the silence for a moment or two before Derek started speaking again. "Don't you find working between six to eight each evening interferes with your social life Jacky? A young girl like you, I thought you'd be out partying?" "Oh I don't do that sort of..." Jacky voice petered out feeling embarrassed, then continued on another tack. "The hours suit me good sir. I can look after my mum while my dad’s out at work, and then come here when he's back home."

This was just the sort of information Derek was interested in, it sounded like the 22 year old had no boyfriend or social life, her big body probably never helped her there either. She has a pretty enough round face, framed with long dark hair  and her large body had a nice round arse and big tits, the sort of body Derek had been wondering about recently, what would it be like to handle one like that. Okay he wouldn't want a partner like that, but now he was 40 it was time for him to tick off some of the things on his personal 'to-do' list before he got too old, a big young 22 year old fitted the bill perfectly, his sex life with his wife was feeling decidedly stale after fifteen years. Jacky could look very sexy indeed if she wore better stuff and used some make-up. Yes it all fitted, right time, right place and right girl, he started to get hard thinking about controlling the big shy girl in front of him.

"There's a special cleaning job I want you to do for me this evening Jacky. You’re ok with that Jacky aren’t you?" "Y... yes uh of course" Jacky replied nervously. There was something, something about the atmosphere that was now making her feel very nervous as she sat in front of the MD in the empty building. 

"Its a personal cleaning job but of course you knew that Jacky, we both know you are a smart girl and know how to handle this." She nodded her head not daring to speak, what the hell was this about, he’d put a funny emphasis on personal.

He took her hand smiling at her and slowly placed it on the lump of his trousers! Oh my god, Jacky gasped loudly in surprise. He'd put her hand on his thing, she immediately, instinctively tried to pull it away but he held it there looking at her calmly. “It's ok, it's just another cleaning job, no need to panic" he said quietly reassuringly. Jacky didn’t feel reassured.

What did he mean a cleaning job; her hand was still on the bulge, she felt it had got bigger. God she could feel its shape and the heat from it through his suit trousers. She stopped trying to pull her hand back, it wasn’t working. This just didn't seem real, she was here in the office with her hand resting on, resting on a bulge in the MDs trousers.

"I'll talk you through the cleaning process love, it might be a bit unfamiliar to you. I know your okay with this aren’t you?" Jacky found herself nodding her head, shit what did she do that for, this wasn't right. Derek smiled back approvingly. His hand was still lightly resting on hers on his hot thing. God does he want me to wash his willie, there was no way she could do that. 

"Slide down onto your knees dear it will be easier like that." Jacky looked into his eyes, what! She couldn't do that, kneel in front of him like that, what is he talking about. He stared back into her eyes saying nothing. After a few seconds she couldn't stand his eyes looking into hers any more, she looked away, down to the small area of carpet between them. She could see their hands at his crutch in her peripheral vision, she felt her eyes being drawn towards there but kept staring at the carpet, this must be some sort of dream, this couldn’t be happening. 

Perhaps she should just kneel on the floor, they couldn’t stay like this all evening. The hot bulge was still there, it wasn't reducing, perhaps it even got a bit bigger and hotter.

After a few more moments she slowly awkwardly slid down onto her knees, she now definitely felt the thing grow a bit more under her hand as he kept it in position as her knees bumped down onto the carpet. Derek stroked her face softly, she wanted to pull back from the hand but something in her head stopped her. "That’s a good girl" he soothed, "That’s a good girl”. 

God what was she doing kneeling in front of the MD like this, she'd never knelt like this in front of anyone, it felt so, so subservient. Derek finally moved his hand from over hers. "Look at me love, look up at me." he was saying. She looked up into his eyes, god this was terrible he seemed so... so dominating there.

He stroked her face lightly again. "The cleaning job I have for you Jacky is to clean my cock. You will clean my clock as I direct you using your tongue and mouth. I want you to put in the same care and attention into it as you do as with the rest of your cleaning duties." Jacky looked into his eyes in disbelief, she'd never put anything like that even close to her mouth before, never mind in the current circumstances, this was humiliating beyond words. A boyfriend had tried to encourage to do that sort of thing once. She'd ended walking the 2 miles home and never seen him again. 

Derek continued, "Mind you knew it would be something like this Jacky didn'y you, the moment you got down there you knew. Now carefully undo those flies, these trousers have got too tight for me with you there."

This was way too much for Jacky, there was no way she could do this, he’d picked the wrong girl, if she lost her job she'd lost it, ideal hours or not. "No, no I can't do that Mr Stevens sir. Sorry I can't do this, if, if you sack me you sack me." Jacky blurted out looking at the floor, tiers starting to run from her eyes.

“Jacky dear I'm not going to sack you, there is no need for you to think that." Jacky felt some relief then Derek stroked her face some more, she look her hand away from the bulge feeling a great relief of tension, but something was still not quite right.

Derek gently took her face in his hands and tilted it towards his, she looked up into his eyes, she didn’t have much option. "I didn't get to where I am without helping my staff Jacky. I know you can do this job, just as I know you can clean the dust from my shelves. You just need the right training. Now you just take things one step at a time dear. I will help you all the way I know you can do this."

Oh god, Jacky thought it was over but no, Mr Stevens had other ideas. "You know how to undo a zip Jacky don’t you?" Jacky eyes went down to the floor again a big shudder ran through her, she couldn't do this, her eyes were watering again. Derek’s hands went to her shoulders and shook her lightly, he repeated "You know how to undo a zip girl now do it, don't let me down, do it now".

Jacky's shaking hands slowly went to it, she pulled down the zip, god I'm doing this, I'm actually doing it she thought in disbelief. "And the belt and top fastener." continued Derek keeping his voice steady and authoritive. 

Her shaking hands were pulling at his belt now, she really was doing it. Derek felt a surge of adrenaline and power, it was actually working, he was taking control of the big shy girl, she was doing as she was told. Excellent.

He pulled his stomach in to make it easier for Jacky to get his trousers undone, he felt impressed at the way his throbbing dick was tenting out his trousers it looked huge, so obscene. Jacky was trying to ignore the huge bulge there as she finished undoing his trousers, but she'd never seen a bulge like it. 

Derek lifted his butt off the chair a little and quickly pulled his trousers and pants down, dropping them to his ankles he sat back down, his throbbing member was sticking straight out, he couldn't remember the last time he'd seen it that hard.

Jacky gasped and gazed at the thing, she'd never really seen one looking quite like that, she wasn't a virgin but quite honestly her sex life had been very limited.

Derek was talking again "You can poke your tongue out girl can't you, go on push your tongue out, show it to me. Jacky wasn’t sure why but she looked him in the eye and did it. What did he think, that she was really incapable of pushing out her tongue.

Derek was taking hold of her hand again, before she could work out what he was doing he'd taken her hand and rubbed her fingers along the hard bare shaft. She was shocked but surprised by the velvety feel, it was very hard but sort of soft, velvety. She'd never stroked a cock lightly with her finger like this before. Something sort of jumped inside her as her finger ran onto the bump of the bulbous head for a fraction of a second.

Oh what am I doing she thought as Derek started sliding her fingers back down the side of the shaft. "See easy enough, all you have to do is this with your tongue a few times and it’s cleaned." Jacky wondered if she could do it, then tried to push the thought to the back of her mind. Should she do it oc course not, but... If she slid her tongue along each side and perhaps the front and back, the job would be over, she would have done what was asked of her, finished, over. 

Looking at that big thing now, and almost felt compelled to try it. Derek was still stroking it with her fingers. The thought of doing that half an hour ago would have been a complete non starter. But looking at it now she almost wanted to feel what it was like with her tongue, or at least get this over with.

Derek moved her hand closing it around the shaft, she was actually holding the shaft in her soft podgy hand now. She looked at the cock in her hand, she had sort of held one in her hand a few times in the past but it didn't feel quite like this and she'd not seen her hand holding one before. She even gave it a small squeeze it was very hard. She realised that the squeeze had caused Derek to suck in a big breath, he liked that.

Derek’s hand had gone behind her head, oh god he was pushing her face towards it, she could smell its musky aroma, she noticed the part of it's head not coved with his foreskin was soaking wet, it dripped as she got closer. She quickly decided to do as instructed, as her mouth got close she steared it away from the wet head and put her lips to the side of the velvety shaft. She pushed her tongue out and lightly rubbed it up and down the side of the shaft, she suddenly wanted to show Derek she’d understood what he’d said. "Good girl" he gasped, Jacky was surprised at his emotional voice now, the authoritative MD voice gone. Was what she was doing really causing that, her stomach fluttered a mixture of fear and excitement.

Derek was moving her head, making  her lips and tongue move the full length of the shaft, she could feel the start of the bulbous head near the stroke top. Derek was giving her more orders. "Grip the shaft and slide the foreskin right back" he gasped.

Jacky wasn't sure what he meant, his hand slipped over hers again and guided it. she saw from very close range the glistening head pop fully from its sheath.

This was becoming just too much for Derek this was more exciting than he'd ever imagined it would be, getting a big reluctant naive girl doing what he wanted. He needed to cum, he needed to cum in her mouth very soon.

He moved her head to the other side of his shaft. Without him guiding this time she ran her soft lips and tongue lightly along its length. "Oh yes.. yes... Good... very good." he hissed. He couldn't take much more. 

After a few more moments he took her face firmly in in his hands. He moved it in front of him and pushed the head of his dick slowly between her lips. He felt a shudder run through her body, but she opened her mouth wide and he entered her mouth. "Good girl, clean that head with your tongue now" he gasped. Jacky lightly felt the big intrusion in her mouth then lightly flicked it with her tongue. "Oh god yes",  Derek breathed pushing a lot deeper into her mouth. 

Jacky was starting to feel panicky as Derek was thrusting right to the back of her mouth now, she felt like she was going to choke. He held her head tightly she had no control as he pushed in and out of her. 

"God I’m going to cum get ready”, he gasped. Get ready? What could she do, she could hardly breath. Suddenly she felt his cockhead swell a little more. Next she realised it was squirting deep into her mouth and throat. She couldn't breathe, she instinctively swallowed the stuff down trying to clear her throat to breath, Derek pushed into her even deeper groaning loudly... 

He suddenly stopped still breathing very heavily, he pulled back so his cock head was only just resting in her mouth, she swallowed down the last of the goo and breathed deep and fast as well, trying to recover from the lost air. She felt his dick rapidly softening in her mouth, she knew it was over. So that’s what giving someone a blow job is like she vaguely thought. Her emotions were in turmoil. Derek made her clean off his now soft dick with her tongue before putting it away.

He had one more degrading thing to do before he left. He stuffed 50 pounds into her hand and said "Get yourself a skirt, I don't want to see you in those big black legging all of the time” and he was gone.

Jacky just sat there for 20 minutes before leaving, she never cleaned his room, stuff him she thought and I'll keep his bloody money as well, she locked up and left.

End of part 1 

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Ivor. email: ismallone@yahoo.co.uk  



  

