*Scroll down to the asterisks for the good stuff, if you don’t like the details.*
This was back in my senior year of college when I was running the school’s IT department. The department was actually run by 3 faculty members, but they picked a student manager to run the day-to-day. It was a work-study gig and after working there for 3 years, they had chosen me to take over as Mr. Manager. Part of my responsibilities was to interview, hire, and train new work-study students. About 6 months before this story takes place I had hired a new girl, a freshman named Andrea who went by Andi.
Andi was by-far my favorite employee. She was smart, quick, funny, and best of all, ridiculously hot. Even though she was only a freshman, I had mentioned to the faculty that she could take over as manager when I graduated. She was a computer science major and already knew more programming than I did (my degree’s in accounting, I just did IT as a hobby). She didn’t shy away from annoying tasks like helping the old professors with outdated email clients, she had great customer service, and everyone got along well with her.
If I had been single, I would’ve made a move long before this, but at the time I was with my super-Christian girlfriend who was obstaining from sex until marriage. More on that some other time.
She had long, fiery red hair down past her shoulders. Her big, blue eyes were always complimented with heavy mascara and eye shadow. And her pillowy, pouty lips must’ve been created by the gods for giving head. I can’t count the number of times my eyes glazed over in conversation with her, just staring at those luscious lips, wanting to kiss them, imagining them wrapped around my dick…
She always wore tight, torn-up skinny jeans that showed off her ass. She had skinny calves, but thicker thighs that led to an ass your could bounce a quarter on. She wore tight flannel tops with enough open buttons to show off her cleavage. She looked to be about a B-cup and she wasn’t shy about flaunting them. I don’t think I ever saw her without an ample amount of cleavage. Whenever I’d see her, my eyes would go top to bottom, reflexively objectifying her. Hair, eyes, lips, cleavage; and then I’d pray that she turn around so I could get a look at that ass.
She must’ve been a tomboy growing up. Between her clothes and her personality, she was surprisingly approachable for someone so hot. Her mannerisms were somewhere between a Cali surfer girl and punk. And I don’t know why this did it for me too, she had this deeper, sort of raspy voice like Emma Stone.
She was incredibly chill and always down for anything. I’m not even sure how it came up, but after knowing her for only 6 months I was able to glean that she was bi and she was into rough sex. I remember we had lunch for her preliminary interview and she mentioned that “everyone is a little bi-sexual, they just don’t know it yet.” Which, I don’t necessarily agree with; I’ve never had feelings for a guy, but I wasn’t about to argue while I was imagining her with another girl.
During another lunch, I had made some joke about choking on food and for no reason at all she said “Some people like to be choked.” I remember there being an awkward pause for a few seconds before I laughed, raised my eyebrows and said in a mocking tone, “Andi… Are you trying to tell me you like it rough?” She smiled and said “Well, not you specifically, I just don’t think there’s anything wrong with using handcuffs and rope in the bedroom.” She had said “not me specifically,” but her eyes flashed at me when she said it. I got the feeling she wouldn’t have minded if I tied her up some afternoon.
Anyway, she knew I had a girlfriend and wasn’t at all interested in starting any drama. My girlfriend, Diane (I call her Di), and her had met a few times; they got along well, but Di would get jealous when Andi and I spent too much time together. I told her that I needed to train my replacement for next year, so it was important we work together as much as possible. In reality, Andi was pretty trained up already, I just liked her company.
Di and I had an odd relationship, she knew I was graduating that year and she, being a sophomore, still had a couple years left. When we first got together over the summer, I had told her that I didn’t mind being exclusive for the time being, but that once I graduated I didn’t want to do long distance. She was beautiful and nice, she took care of me during the stressful times, she was perfect for that time in my life, but wasn’t someone I would call a soul mate.
It was just before winter break and the IT manager usually hosted a Christmas party before everyone went back home for the holidays. I had an off-campus house and so invited everyone there. The whole IT dept (save for the faculty) was there, but everyone brought a few friends as well, so it was packed. I was running some games in the kitchen, people were dancing in the living room; it was one of the better parties I ever threw.
I was really good at the card games we were playing, so I wasn’t drinking much; *except* Di was really bad and couldn’t do shots. So I took them for her when she lost and she was losing quite a lot. She was drinking a lot herself and was starting to rock back and forth. I could always tell when she was *really* drunk because she got incredibly horny and didn’t care who knew it. She was a virgin, but that didn’t keep her from doing everything else with me.
She finished her drink and squinted at me suggestivly. It was like pavlov’s hardon, I knew that look meant Di wanted to suck my dick; a favorite pastime of hers. Under the table she started rubbing my thigh, it didn’t take long for her to find my erection and start stroking it softly. The others at the table hadn’t noticed and I continued dealing cards.
Andi had been dancing in the living room and had flopped into the chair accross from me. She was beet red and sweating a bit. Her long red hair a little disheveled, but the flyaway hairs only made her look more sexy. Her red plaid flannel was open an extra button revealing more of her perky tits than usual. I followed a bead of sweat down her neck into her cleavage where her glistening tits raised and fell with her quick breaths.
I got a little harder, when I felt Di’s hand pull away. I looked over at her and the thirsty look she had moments ago had been replaced by a moody pout. “Looks like you missed a button, Andi…” Di said with a patronizing tone. Andi looked down, “oh, yeah,” she responded, “it’s just so hot in here and fanned herself rapidly. She stuck out her chest as she did so and Di blushed angrily.
“Well, I’m going to go upstairs… don’t make me wait too long,” Di told me with a fierce look. Di always went to bed early, even when we had parties. She didn’t usually mind when I got to bed a few hours later and we’d usually fool around when I woke her up.
I dealt out a few more rounds of cards, the party was staring to wind down. Luckily I didn’t have to take Di’s shots anymore, I was low-key trashed, but holding myself together well. Andi was not afraid of shots and kept losing rounds on purpose so she could take more. I watched her take 4 shots before I told her “Hey, the IT department is paying for the booze. You can just drink it, you don’t have to lose on purpose.”
At this, her eyelids lowered, showing her sexy eye shadow as her brows arched asking “Is that so?” She grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniel’s, put it to her lips and took a few swigs. I stared at her, impressed, and still more than a little hard. She winked at me as she pulled the bottle away. We kept playing cards and I noticed the look that was usually on Di’s face was on Andi as she stared at across the table at me. I felt her shoeless foot start stroking my ankle before moving up my leg. She had her foot on the seat of my chair, her toes searching for my dick. I was already hard and she could tell. Her eyes widened and a crooked smile crossed her face.
Most of the party had left by now, a few people had gotten up from the kitchen table, so it was just me and Andi in there. Others were getting comfortable on the living room couches, planning to spend the night there.
I got up and moved to the back of the kitchen by the fridge, where I wasn’t visible to the living room. Andi’s eyes followed me and I gave her a nod to come by me. Her thick, luscious lips were pursed; she licked them before standing up. She acted like she was just touring the kitchen, I could tell she was teasing me. She traipsed around, the essence of nonchalance, fiddling with with the cookware that was out. She was biting her lip as she looked down at the oven. I went over behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. My hands urging her to turn around. She did and looked up into my eyes, hopeful. I bent over, my arms on either side of her and swooped in to kiss her.
*****The Good Stuff*****
Our lips locked and we kissed softly for a few moments. Her soft, pillowy lips felt amazing against mine. Finally after 6 months of staring at those lips, I was feeling them pressed against my own. I gently bit her lower lip and released it slowly. She reciprocated, biting just a bit harder. Our tongues twisted together as she ran her fingers through my hair. I recalled what she had said so many months ago about liking it rough… I ran my fingers through her hair and tugged. Our mouths came apart long enough for her to let out a low moan. I bit her lip again as I pressed my erection into her and I felt her lips form a smile. She grabbed my face and shoved her tongue in my mouth with fury.
She ran her arms down my neck to my shoulders, stopping to feel my firm muscles and giggling. Her hands ran down my chest to my belt. Still kissing me wildly, she quickly undid my belt and zipper. She stuck her hand down my boxers and firmly grabbed my cock. She gasped with excitement and started pumping it up and down.
With one hand wrapped around my neck and the other still pumping my cock, Andi swung me around with more force than I was expecting. My back slammed into oven with a light clatter as she bit my lip. She pulled away and quickly glanced around at the kitchen. Seeing we were still alone, she pulled down my pants and boxers. Rather than get on her knees, she squatted low and put me in her mouth.
It was better than I could have imagined. Her thick, juicy lips squeezed my shaft tightly as her tongue ran along my dick. She bobbed her head with amazing grace and speed that made her vivid red hair shimmer in the dull kitchen lights. I gripped the oven handle behind me tightly for support, my knees were weak from the pleasure. She was pumping with her hand again while sucking on the tip. She stared up at me with those beautiful, blue eyes while her luscious lips pursed around the head of my cock like a lollipop. It was almost too much. I bit my lip, not wanting to stop her, but knowing it was only a matter of time before someone walked into the kitchen.
I put my hand on her shoulder and moved to her neck, pressing slightly on her throat and guiding her head up. My cock popped out of her mouth and she gave a breathless gasp. She stared up at me, her eyes pleading, her mouth open slightly. My hand gripped her neck lightly and I pulled her up. She came up slowly, enjoying the light force of my grip around her neck. Once she was standing, I pulled her into a deep kiss. “Follow me upstairs,” I told her, still holding her neck. She nodded without a word. I pulled my pants back up and pointed my hard dick down through my pant leg. It was easily visible through my jeans, but I hoped everyone would be distracted enough for me to get upstairs.
I moved towards the living room and Andi followed a couple feet behind so we wouldn’t seem a couple. We walked past the three couches in the living room, one couple was passed out asleep, another were kissing ravenously, and the third were barely hidden beneath a throw blanket. I recognized the kissing couple as the IT receptionist, Carla, and one of my friends, Matt. Carla’s trim figure in tight jeans and a black tank was straddling the equally skinny Matt. Their hands were grabbing each others faces hungrily as Carla grinded on Matt. Her soft moans were barely audible over the high bass of the dance music.
The couple under the throw seemed to be my IT co-manager Michael with a skinny, blonde freshman girl he had brought to the party. She was wearing the throw like a cape that didn’t at all hide the fact that she was fucking Michael. Her high-pitched moans vibrated every time she bounced back down on his couch and were definitely audible, even over the kids stereo. As Andi and I turned the corner to the stairs, the blanket fell and we both looked back for a second at the blonde girl’s tits bouncing as she pounded into Michael’s lap wildly. Her fingers moved carelessly through her long, blonde hair; seeming not to notice her act of exhibitionism.
I pulled Andi’s arm as she started to linger and she followed me up the stairs. On the second floor, I pointed to an empty room on the right. there was just a bed in there now, our third roommate having moved out the month before. I put my hand up and mouthed “five minutes” to Andi as I walked to my room down the hall. I opened the door to see Di in bed, the covers resting below her bare breasts; evidently she had been waiting for me, but had fallen asleep. I walked over and kissed her awake, “Hey,” I said.
“Hi…” she said with a sexy smile. “You ready for me?” she asked and moved to grab my dick. I pulled away and she frowned. “Sorry,” I told her, “Andi drank too much and now she’s not feeling well. I’m having her sleep in the spare room. Once I’m sure she’s done puking, I’ll put her to bed and come back okay?” Di nodded sleepily and said “Okay, make her drink a lot of water.” she was used to me helping drunk people who’ve had to much, the “spare room” was notoriously the house’s drunk tank.
I had just about closed the door, but I stuck my head back in, “Almost forgot,” I told her, “Michael’s with a girl downstairs, just in case you hear anything,” Di nodded sleepily again and rolled over.
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