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Susan Wanted Me For Herself And Just Didn't Want Me To Do Playboy
40 years ago I was a new employee at a large company in the Treasury department. Part of my job was to take the weekly check run upstairs to the department head for signature. He was nice to me and I had to stand there while he went through every check and answer questions before he signed them. I was also wanting to be a Playboy bunny. I asked him one day what he thought my chances were and I stood and puffed up my chest and instead of answering he just grabbed one of my breasts and asked me if they were natural. He told me he needed to say a layout before he could give me his opinion.
I found a photographer who agreed to do a layout and we chose to do it in a bluebonnet field, it was mainly topless but a couple of picture that I took to him were obviously not only topless, I chose them because they definitely hinted that I had girl parts down there, subtle but he may like them. He sat at his worktable and went through the dozen pictures, they were all 8X10 black and white and he complimented my breasts and asked again if they were natural. He stood up and went back to his desk and said he wanted 'Susan's ' opinion. Susan was my direct supervisor, a woman about 30 and flat chested as you can get.
She came to his office and he asked her to sit and he gave her the pictures and asked for her opinion. Before she started he assured her they were natural tits, and he held up one of the two pictures that hinted at me being a girl. He turned it in his hand trying to get a better view while Susan went through the topless pictures. When she was done he told Susan I was applying for Playboy. She went back and looked at each picture one by one, slowly, looking over at me, until he told me to show her, take my top down and let her see if they were in fact real.
I stood half naked as he sat back to admire asking me to uncross my legs and show him a bit of crotch while I was at it. Susan stood up and came over to me and put her hands under my breasts, weighing them, and told him they were real. She then fondled them and told me she was a breast girl and I had a nice set of tits. I put my top on but before I got my bra on he called me over to lean down and let him suck on my nipple. While he did he put two fingers in my crotch, he sat back still holding his fingers in my crotch asking me if would let them lick my pussy.
He had me pull my panties off and lift my skirt and sit on his worktable and he bent down and he licked me holding my knees apart. After a little while he got up and told Susan to lick my pussy and let him know it I was a fuckable girl. Susan licked me with more intensity and I lost control and climaxed. She slapped my thigh and told him that she wanted to fuck me first. By then I didn't know what was going on, they had me dress and we went to Susan's apartment. Over her couch was a large painting of her nude when she was a lot younger, her arms across her breasts, what she was hiding is anyone's guess. He went to get a beer while Susan got me undressed and she got undressed and she asked me if I had been fucked by a girl.
She made love to me, fucked me, and drew another climax out of me. Leaving me still flushed and he got on me and fucked me. Susan spoke first and said she didn't think I should think about Playboy, if I needed to show off my tits then show her, she thought they were magnificent and she wanted to keep the pictures. After than evening she was going to 'look' after me at work, and when I went up to his office with the weekly check run he poked his finger in my crotch and then the crack of my ass. How are you doing with Susan? he asked. He came over later that night and fucked Susan. She was flat chested, but her nipples were tender, and she got hot as hell when he fucked her. But since both Susan and I turned out to be girl lovers he left us alone after a while and didn't interfere, except to remind Susan that he was the one that brought me and my tits to her.
I found a photographer who agreed to do a layout and we chose to do it in a bluebonnet field, it was mainly topless but a couple of picture that I took to him were obviously not only topless, I chose them because they definitely hinted that I had girl parts down there, subtle but he may like them. He sat at his worktable and went through the dozen pictures, they were all 8X10 black and white and he complimented my breasts and asked again if they were natural. He stood up and went back to his desk and said he wanted 'Susan's ' opinion. Susan was my direct supervisor, a woman about 30 and flat chested as you can get.
She came to his office and he asked her to sit and he gave her the pictures and asked for her opinion. Before she started he assured her they were natural tits, and he held up one of the two pictures that hinted at me being a girl. He turned it in his hand trying to get a better view while Susan went through the topless pictures. When she was done he told Susan I was applying for Playboy. She went back and looked at each picture one by one, slowly, looking over at me, until he told me to show her, take my top down and let her see if they were in fact real.
I stood half naked as he sat back to admire asking me to uncross my legs and show him a bit of crotch while I was at it. Susan stood up and came over to me and put her hands under my breasts, weighing them, and told him they were real. She then fondled them and told me she was a breast girl and I had a nice set of tits. I put my top on but before I got my bra on he called me over to lean down and let him suck on my nipple. While he did he put two fingers in my crotch, he sat back still holding his fingers in my crotch asking me if would let them lick my pussy.
He had me pull my panties off and lift my skirt and sit on his worktable and he bent down and he licked me holding my knees apart. After a little while he got up and told Susan to lick my pussy and let him know it I was a fuckable girl. Susan licked me with more intensity and I lost control and climaxed. She slapped my thigh and told him that she wanted to fuck me first. By then I didn't know what was going on, they had me dress and we went to Susan's apartment. Over her couch was a large painting of her nude when she was a lot younger, her arms across her breasts, what she was hiding is anyone's guess. He went to get a beer while Susan got me undressed and she got undressed and she asked me if I had been fucked by a girl.
She made love to me, fucked me, and drew another climax out of me. Leaving me still flushed and he got on me and fucked me. Susan spoke first and said she didn't think I should think about Playboy, if I needed to show off my tits then show her, she thought they were magnificent and she wanted to keep the pictures. After than evening she was going to 'look' after me at work, and when I went up to his office with the weekly check run he poked his finger in my crotch and then the crack of my ass. How are you doing with Susan? he asked. He came over later that night and fucked Susan. She was flat chested, but her nipples were tender, and she got hot as hell when he fucked her. But since both Susan and I turned out to be girl lovers he left us alone after a while and didn't interfere, except to remind Susan that he was the one that brought me and my tits to her.
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