Lesbian Female / 38
That Something Came Awake In Me And It Caught Fire
How it all got started.
First, some backstory. I work for a company that gave me a chance for an office job when all I had been able to get was retail. They needed a girl at the front desk and I was hired for my looks. The job itself was telephone and greeting people at the door. For guests, those with appointments, I served water and coffee. The thing is I don't have big boobs or a nice ass, I'm pretty ordinary when it comes to looks. Nothing at all like those receptionists that you see at certain offices downtown.
My boss is a woman in her fifties going through menopause. She is also overwhelmed with the owner and fantasizes that he wants to be with her. She is jealous of anyone he pays attention to. She hinted that when he is in need she is always there for him. In her youth she was a California surf girl, but never went to college or had any marketable skills. She was married to a salesman for many years, but he left her for some 'floozie' he met somewhere. She saw me as a threat because he was always nice and polite with me.
Another girl was hired for the back office. I'll call her Amy. Amy is 22 and she does have big boobs for her frame. She has to use a safety pin in her blouse or shirt. Of course she could have buy a larger shirt, but then it will look all big because she is so small. Amy also has a very night compact pretty ass. She is also so pretty it hurts. She needs to be taken care of. You may notice that I am describing her as I see her, if anyone looks at her sideways I get upset. One day in the ladies' room I helped her adjust her bra and held her boobs in my hands, and pulled her against my chest and held her tight. Don't ask me, she turned in my arms and I kissed her, ran my hands across her behind, and she clung to me as 'we' kissed.
My first kiss. The first time I held boobs in my hands. The first time a girl was in my arms. I felt fire in my clit, I rubbed myself at my desk. At 37 years old and I breathed deep and long. Anyone that looked at Amy, in any way, drew my immediate rage. It was so obvious that my boss had to talk to me in private about my behavior, because it was noticed by anyone that cared to notice. She asked all those questions that are against the law in an interview. And her end comment was 'woman, you need to get fucked'.
She has a friend, his name is Clyde. You can imagine a man named Clyde. He works at a feed store, I didn't even know what that was. Big, his hands are enormous, she said he was Irish like her. "He is going to fuck you until you cry". At my boss' apartment Clyde fucked me for the first time. My first time ever, I don't really know how many other women he fucked, my boss for sure is one. "Now you have been fucked, leave that girl alone". I wasn't the only one that wanted to take care of her.
I ate Amy's pussy. I mean 'ate'. She cried, as she went to Nirvana in her first ever orgasm. I stripped her of every piece she had on and I got on top of her and 'made love' to her. In my mind I was Clyde, except no dick to fuck her with. A form of frustration came over me. I wanted to 'fuck' her with a dick, fuck her and cum inside of her. But you can't and I had to resort to fingering her and eating her clit. But Amy was as much as I was, new to all this. The only thing Amy said was 'hold me'.
OK, I've told you how it all got started. The owner never did fuck my boss. Clyde fucks my boss. Amy likes me to hold her with my hands cupping her boobs. When I 'fuck' her she likes me to talk dirty to her. Amy has learned that reciprocal pussy eating is a must. We tried and quit any form of man made objects with sex. Hands and tongues and that's it. I still let Clyde fuck me and he's a bear on a bunny if you can get the image in your mind. My boss is my friend now, and she doesn't want to protect Amy, and accepts Amy in my arms on the couch.
When Clyde is there I tremble inside.
First, some backstory. I work for a company that gave me a chance for an office job when all I had been able to get was retail. They needed a girl at the front desk and I was hired for my looks. The job itself was telephone and greeting people at the door. For guests, those with appointments, I served water and coffee. The thing is I don't have big boobs or a nice ass, I'm pretty ordinary when it comes to looks. Nothing at all like those receptionists that you see at certain offices downtown.
My boss is a woman in her fifties going through menopause. She is also overwhelmed with the owner and fantasizes that he wants to be with her. She is jealous of anyone he pays attention to. She hinted that when he is in need she is always there for him. In her youth she was a California surf girl, but never went to college or had any marketable skills. She was married to a salesman for many years, but he left her for some 'floozie' he met somewhere. She saw me as a threat because he was always nice and polite with me.
Another girl was hired for the back office. I'll call her Amy. Amy is 22 and she does have big boobs for her frame. She has to use a safety pin in her blouse or shirt. Of course she could have buy a larger shirt, but then it will look all big because she is so small. Amy also has a very night compact pretty ass. She is also so pretty it hurts. She needs to be taken care of. You may notice that I am describing her as I see her, if anyone looks at her sideways I get upset. One day in the ladies' room I helped her adjust her bra and held her boobs in my hands, and pulled her against my chest and held her tight. Don't ask me, she turned in my arms and I kissed her, ran my hands across her behind, and she clung to me as 'we' kissed.
My first kiss. The first time I held boobs in my hands. The first time a girl was in my arms. I felt fire in my clit, I rubbed myself at my desk. At 37 years old and I breathed deep and long. Anyone that looked at Amy, in any way, drew my immediate rage. It was so obvious that my boss had to talk to me in private about my behavior, because it was noticed by anyone that cared to notice. She asked all those questions that are against the law in an interview. And her end comment was 'woman, you need to get fucked'.
She has a friend, his name is Clyde. You can imagine a man named Clyde. He works at a feed store, I didn't even know what that was. Big, his hands are enormous, she said he was Irish like her. "He is going to fuck you until you cry". At my boss' apartment Clyde fucked me for the first time. My first time ever, I don't really know how many other women he fucked, my boss for sure is one. "Now you have been fucked, leave that girl alone". I wasn't the only one that wanted to take care of her.
I ate Amy's pussy. I mean 'ate'. She cried, as she went to Nirvana in her first ever orgasm. I stripped her of every piece she had on and I got on top of her and 'made love' to her. In my mind I was Clyde, except no dick to fuck her with. A form of frustration came over me. I wanted to 'fuck' her with a dick, fuck her and cum inside of her. But you can't and I had to resort to fingering her and eating her clit. But Amy was as much as I was, new to all this. The only thing Amy said was 'hold me'.
OK, I've told you how it all got started. The owner never did fuck my boss. Clyde fucks my boss. Amy likes me to hold her with my hands cupping her boobs. When I 'fuck' her she likes me to talk dirty to her. Amy has learned that reciprocal pussy eating is a must. We tried and quit any form of man made objects with sex. Hands and tongues and that's it. I still let Clyde fuck me and he's a bear on a bunny if you can get the image in your mind. My boss is my friend now, and she doesn't want to protect Amy, and accepts Amy in my arms on the couch.
When Clyde is there I tremble inside.
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