The Manipulative Assistant [lactation] [cheating] [office sex]

The Manipulative Assistant

Out of all the jobs I imagined working, I never expected to be an accountant/ financing manager in a banking company. It wasn’t 5 years ago that I was a strong athlete as a football quarterback in university choosing a simple business degree as a major that way I could focus on my athletics and maybe get drafted in the NFL. I was a top tier prospect with many teams interested. It wasn’t until the last game of the year playing for my small town university in Amarillo when I got clocked with a head shot by a nearly 400 pound defensive back by the opposing team knocking me out cold and giving me a horrendous concussion permanently ending my career when I realized, I would have to join the workforce.

Trying to find which job would pay me the best to support my expensive automotive hobbies, I graduated college when I was 23 and moved south from my country home town to the big city of Dallas to work for a banking company as a financing manager for new automobile purchases by individuals financing through the bank. When the economy tanked the previous year, we lost a lot of people but I earned a promotion to where I became an accountant, too despite it not being my career field. The promotion wasn’t any sort of a raise as I got almost double the work for almost no benefits. Our once bustling office is now virtually empty except for Jake, a former baseball player who I share a lot in common with, myself in my cubicle, an older lady named Mary who’s almost 70 and will likely retire soon, and one person I am not very fond of.

Because of my “promotion”, I got an assistant in my projects. Her name is Amy, a 33 year old woman, and she is one of the cruelest individuals in the office and perhaps one of the most deplorable people I’ve met myself. Despite having great looks flaunting a big bust with long blonde hair, and a tight waist, her beauty doesn’t reflect on the inside as much as it does on the outside. She’s established a persona in the office as being “the manipulator” as she often starts a lot of drama between coworkers, skews the truth or spreads rumors about other that our outright lies, and is very resentful to what she was assigned to. When the economy tanked, she got into a huge fight with the lead representative that she wasn’t given the job I was offered. Why she wasn’t fired, nobody knows but the talk among the lunch table is that she will sleep with our boss to get what she wants and that’s why she wasn’t kicked out of the place. She’s also very resentful to taking orders and more often than not, all she does is browse her Facebook and sip on the stale coffee in the break room. What I hate her most for is her values. Somehow, this lady got married and the husband probably only did for her rocking body and they have a kid together. What makes me beyond furious with her is that instead of working part time or quitting all together and raising her son, she puts him in the care of her mother in law during the week to work fulltime and be negligent to her kid as a parent. I couldn’t stand this as I never had a mother figure myself in my life because my mother was addicted to methamphetamine and my father raised me into a tough, grown man. The only reason I haven’t begged my boss to fire her is because I do enjoy getting a glimpse of her on occasion when she walks by and I’m not sure if she does this on purpose or not but she occasionally wears a loose shirt with her casual dress and I can get a peek of her soft breasts and bright pink bullet sized nipples pushing against her bra. While I have dated since I graduated, I’ve never been in committed relationships so I guess it feels nice to see some every now and then while I wait for that kind of woman to walk into my life. Amy also annoys the crap out of me because I work most efficiently in the afternoon and instead of actually doing her fucking job right, she goes into the printer room and breast pumps adding another hour to her lunch break. She drove me nuts for a long time but it all changed one day.

It’s a Friday afternoon in the middle of June. I was working away in front of my computer and since Mary is basically on tenure, she left after lunch and Jake was on vacation in Honolulu with his newlywed wife. The office was dead quiet except for me typing relentlessly into the computer and crunching numbers on the calculator. Amy’s lunch break ends and she takes the elevator up back onto the floor. She walks out and heads over to her desk.“Hey, Tyler.” She greets me.

“What’s going on, Amy?” I question.

“Nothing much.” She gathers up her large breast pump bag and walks over to my cubicle leaning over the wall. “I’ve got this big deal going on with my father in law so that’s not fun but that’s it.”“I’m sure in-laws must not be fun.” I say but I don’t look up at her.

“How about you?” She asks.

“Going to race my Corvette tonight. Texas Motor Speedway’s got open drags on the pit road so I’ll be running over to Denton.” I describe.

“Sounds fun.” She mentions. “Just don’t hurt yourself as I’d have too much work to deal with if you don’t show up Monday.”

“Yeah, right.” I lie knowing how lazy she is.

“Well, I’ve gotta go pump. I’ll see you in a bit.” She says.

“Fine by me.” I say under my breathe.

As she walks off toward the printer room, I swing my chair around to stare down her flaunting ass swinging back and forth as she trots on. I think to myself how I wish I could fuck her but I know I shouldn’t lead on to that as I don’t need a harassment claim at this point. After a few minutes, I finish my spreadsheet and then print it out to the printer room. I walk over toward the printer room where Amy’s in and just as I knock on the door, I stop my fist midway to strike when I hear Amy fidgeting with something.

“God damnit! Stupid thing!” I hear her say quietly.

“Amy, you okay in there?” I ask.

“Yeah just having trouble.” She claims.“What’s wrong?” I ask through the door.

“Tyler, do you happen to know anything about air pumps?” She questions.

“Yeah. I had to fix the A/C in my truck back in college, why?” I retort.

“Something’s wrong with my pump, can you take a look at it?” Amy asks.

“Sure.” I offer. “Let me go get my short plain wrenches from my desk.”

“Great. I’ll make sure to get my shirt back on.” She explains.

The sound of those words instantly trigger the horny side out of me but I attempt to suppress it as I get my tools and walk back over. I knock on the door to let Amy know I’m ready.

I hear her walk over and she opens the door.

“What’s wrong with it?” I walk inside the room.

Amy shuts the door. “I don’t know. It tries to turn on but it won’t run.”

I walk over to the desk where the large pump sits. I see a complexion of rubber tubes with the flanges and the small cups under them. I find the pump and I begin taking it apart piece by piece until I find the problem.

“Oh shit.” I curse.

“What’s wrong with it?” Amy quizzes.

“The pump is shot.” I explain.

“How?” She pushes.

“The motor is just wasted in this thing. Must’ve gotten moisture in it.” I wipe some nasty residue off of it.

“How can that happen?” She continues to pry for answers.

“How much do you express in the cups until you change them out?” I question.

“All the way to the top, why?” She responds.

“Well, if it’s making it up in the top then the pump probably got some of the milk into the air stream and just ruined it.” I explain.

“Damn. I’m in no position to deal with this crap and I don’t have a spare.” She utters.

“Not even a manual one?” I turn around to face her.

“No.” She pushes her hair back and lets out a big breath in frustration.

“Do you need a cup to express or something?” I present.

“No because…” She then stops.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

I see her face flush a bit and then tells me. “I have really big nipples and I can’t hardly get any out of them with my hands. I need a pump or a mouth. I’m really full and the last thing I need to deal with is mastitis.”

Her words jutter through me just as fast as they came out. I pace around thinking of what I want to do.

“So what do we do?” I question.

“I don’t know.” She claims. “This is not going to be good.”

I gather up all the courage I have along with what my cock is thinking and tell her: “Look, If you’re open to it, I can nurse on you to help get the milk out. I understand if you don’t want to do it but the offer is there.”

Shocked, she chastises me. “You’re out of your mind!”“Think in my position. I don’t benefit from this at all. You do. I’m trying to help you out to get this problem off your hands that way you don’t deal with what other repercussions you face. I get nothing. You get something.” I stammer.

“Yes, you do. You get my milk.” She argues.

“I fucking hate milk. Why do you think I drink black coffee every day while you look at me as if I’m not human for it?” I prod.

She sits back in her chair, looks at the floor for a moment, she then stands up, hustles to the door, locking it and walks over to me. “If you fucking tell anyone about this, I swear to God, I will have you fired immediately. Do you understand?”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” I agree to her terms.

She shakes her head, sits down on the floor and peels her shirt off to just her bra. “Get down here.”

I do and place my head in her lap. I notice upclose that her bra is wet probably from leakage. She gently snaps it off and slides it onto the floor revealing her bullet sized, pink nipples and her large breasts.

“Wow.” I run my hand around them slightly squeezing them.

“Don’t bite me and don’t suck too hard but at the same time, don’t be afraid to pull on them. I’ll let you know when we’ll change over to the other one.” She instructs.

“Okay.” I follow.

She presents me her right breast and I latch on to her nipple with her areola in front of my lips and I go to sucking on them. It doesn’t take but a few pulls for her milk to let down and it streams deep into my mouth in its lukewarm, bittersweet character. I almost want to gag from it but I keep going swallowing it down every now and then. I find the experience so arousing. Being so close to her radiating her hot body, her big tits with me staring up at them as her milk flows down, and the intimate pleasure from it. I’m so aroused, I don’t know how Amy hasn’t noticed my rock hard cock in my pants.

I don’t know how long time passed but sometime into it, she begins stroking my face and running her fingers through my hair as I work on her big nipples sucked deep into my mouth.

“Your hair is so soft.” She compliments me.

I blink my eyes letting her know I accept her comment.

I then begin to slightly lick her nipples inside my mouth as I continue suckling. Her milk begins to stream even more and I notice Amy tilt her head back and shut her eyes almost as if she’s beginning to gasp for air. I detach and some of her milk leaks out of her nipple onto my face.

“Are you orgasming?” I ask.“Yes. Don’t stop.” She urges.

I go back to work on her rubbing the milk off of my face. I make my tongue action more intense and I suck on her nipple harder. She begins to gasp and moan.

“Okay. Next one.” She instructs.

I get up and just before I lay down, she strips off her skirt and her wet panties revealing a shaved, wet pussy completely red from blood as she sits naked in front of me. I move over to her left one and she slips her hand to her twat. I go to work on the second one and it let’s down even faster than the first one and sprays even more milk deep into the back of my throat. She winces and then begins hyperventilating as I hear her rub on her clit with her hand.“Ahh! Ahh! AHHHHHHH!!” She vocalizes and she cums.

She let’s down even more deep into my mouth, the milk flowing through every inch of my mouth and running down into my throat. As she restabilizes, she pulls her hand free and I see her hand wet from her juicy pussy. She uses her two hands and undoes my pants. I help her out by pushing my feet up leaving them free and she pulls them off of me revealing my stone ridgid cock standing straight up for her. She takes it in her warm left hand and begins to stroke it slowly. After a while, she instructs me to end the session.

“Done.” She says.

I let my mouth off as her nipples leak milk down.

I waste no time and push her up on the wall and kiss her. I then grab her thighs just under her ass and carry her over to the table where I set her down with a thud and I shove the breast pump clutter to the side next to the printer. I throw off my shirt revealing my muscular frame and hold my cock in my hand and shove it deep inside her pussy. She bites on her lips as I do. Her wet walls and deep, hot hole meet my wide cock and I go straight to jack hammering her, thrusting deep and hard fast. I’m almost hitting her head against the window sill as I bang her with me standing at the edge of the table. She begins to get that big orgasm face again biting her lips and her tugging on her large knockers. I continue fucking her hard beating her pussy up. She begins to moan and gasp for air.

“Cum inside me!” She begs.

Her words send shivers down my spine and as her pussy clenches my cock so tightly, I know I can’t pull out. I shove it deep inside her and ejaculate letting out a huge load of white goodness and I moan myself as I feel my cock sputter all it has many times. I almost instantly go limp and pull out.

I lean over Amy and kiss her.“I still taste my milk in your mouth!” She laughs.

I laugh, too. “All good?” I question.

“We’ll definitely do this again. You fuck way better than my husband.” She compliments me.

“I like the sound of that.” I fondle her nipples.

We gather ourselves together as we dress again and Amy gathers her breast pump up. I gather my papers I printed as she walks out. She turns around and looks at me.

“Looks like I won’t be needing this during the workday.” She motions to her pump bag.

“Awesome.” I claim.

“How about lunch break at 1 in here? No one would notice us.” She persuades.

“I guess I’m having breast milk for lunch from this point on.” I joke.

She laughs and winks. “I’ll text you.” She smiles and walks out shutting the door.

(I appreciate any feedback you all have. I have many more stories I’ve written to post if you wish for me to post them. Ladies, I greatly appreciate your feedback on making my content gender neutral friendly as I want it to be material for both sexes to get off with.)

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