Being The Boss' Office Girlfriend

Growing up the way I did I had never been to a real steak house. I worked in an office for a large company in the records management department. At that time, records were all physical, and we had a whole floor dedicated to the hard copies of all departments. My job was retrieval and logging in the return files. I was 19 and my mother had gotten me the job, she worked upstairs in Engineering for one of the department bosses.

I turned 20 and one of the girls who worked in accounting told her boss that I had never been to a steak house. He agreed to take me, as a birthday g*ft. But since a steak house is expensive, it was just him and me, we had the birthday cake during break that afternoon. The Steak House he took me to was one of those very dark places, with small little lamps on the table. The waitress was as old as my mother and when he ordered she asked him what the 'little honey' wanted. He asked me and we agreed on a filet, medium.

The waitress was all friends with him and she kept looking at me like I was some sleazy nothing, suggesting to him that he wasn't ordering desert because he had already brought his desert with him. He ordered key lime pie and two cups of coffee and in the dark room he held my hands as he talked to me. After lunch, before we went back to the office, I had to use the ladies' room and I ran into the waitress. She was so ugly to me, she looked at me and asked me if I was into old men, but why ask, she could see it in my eyes, I sucked off old men and let them fuck me.

On the way back to the office I told him what she said. He patted my knee while he was driving and told me that in the real world that happened often. Sometimes young women liked to have older boyfriends. And older men liked young girls as girlfriends. He kept his hand on my knee and rubbed my thigh while he drove. Back at the office, in the parking garage, he kissed me before unbuckling me and letting me out of the car. There is something about you, he told me, that just makes a man want to kiss you, and he hoped that I had enjoyed lunch with him.

It wasn't too long after that that I had to suck his cock for him. He held my cheeks and I sucked his cock, and when he got excited he told me to stand and he fucked me. We never went back to that steak house, we went to all kinds of other restaurants, and he used the company's apartment to fuck me. The only one who knew he was fucking me was my friend in the accounting department who said she wasn't jealous, she just hoped I liked it. Well, not only her, the man who worked the gate at the parking also knew, and when he saw me in the car with him he gave me the same look as that waitress.