[M]e and my [F] manager closing the store.

It was a normal enough afternoon at work. Albeit, customer foot traffic was slow, it being Christmas eve and all. My manager had let most of the staff go early to be with their families and that left us to lock up.

My manager G, has always been cool with me. I work a job with people mostly 10 to 20 years older than my 30 year old self, but I feel like I connect with them. G always took a motherly approach to me and it made me feel good.

G was in her 50s but she was smoking hot. She had dirty blonde hair down to the middle of her back. She kept it in a modern style that was very flowy and accentuated her face. She knew her way around a makeup kit, and her tan European features were always touched and displayed to showcase the best of her face. She was short, 5’0 if we’re generous, with a marvelous curvy mature body. She also had a thick, juicy ass that made even a young guy like myself stare!

So, the time is winding down, and it looks like our store will be dead until close. I begin to lock the doors when I notice G’s gaze. I finish with the door, then smile back I at her.

I hope you have a great holiday! I said happily as I walked into the sales office.

“Aw, thank you” she exalts and opens her arms for a hug.

Her frame feels amazing in my embrace. Her head reaches my chest, and I just stand there rubbing her back and enjoying the closeness.

“This feels so good” she says to me

I acknowledge by squeezing her more tightly, and pulling her to me. Her perfume is wispy and flowery in my nose, and I become aware of my arousal. I’ve always been quick to action, so to speak, and I can feel my dick starting to twinge and tremble. In seconds my erection is full and throbbing, pressing full against my suit pants. My pants hide nothing, and I know the outline of my head is probably visible.

We embrace for a few moments, rubbing against each other before she remarks.

“You’re as big as they come, aren’t you?” She asked softly.

“Yeah, I don’t know whether to say thank you apologize”, I say and laugh. She says ”
you should never about us or something like that” and laughed along with me.

Our lips find each other and we dance with our tongues. I explore her mouth and she’s sweet, like orbit gum. My large hands glide up and down her body. I’m caressing her back as we kiss, and reaching down to grab handfuls of that juicy ass. She has leggings under her fitted gray pants to fight the cold, but I can still grip and squeeze those luscious cheeks. The office has nothing but rolling chairs with wheels, so I can’t do what I want most. I want to sit down and pull her plump little body on top of me.

Just then her hands slide below my beltline. Her fingertips dance along the length of my encased cock. My slim fit pants are just tight enough to almost feel the warmth of her fondling fingers. I feel little vibrations of pleasure along my shaft that travel to my midsection. It feels like someone has poured warm oil through my belly button toward my groin. Fuck, I want her so bad!

There’s a tug on my belt, my zipper slides down, and I’m suddenly proudly and throbbingly exposed. The cool air hits my cock, and the situation suddenly becomes real. Her fingers, fuck her fingers! She’s tracing my shaft circling my head with her fingertips. Precum slides from my dick free and plentiful and she uses it to enhance the sensations.

I’m attacking her tongue greedily, as she starts to stroke my cock. She pumps her hand slowly and methodically in my length as my hands slip under her sweater. I had to untuck a thin cotton shirt before I could claim my prizes, but soon I found her soft hot skin. There was a furnace beneath her tummy that pumped its warmth all the way to her tender breasts. My hands dwarfed her 32 B cup boobs. I ceased grabbing and began to gently slide my thumbs in circles around her nipples. G’s breathing is heavy now and it’s almost like we breathe as one while we kiss.

She pulls her mouth away and smiles at me.

“I don’t have much time, I have to be at dinner with my family at 7PM.” She says, her breath heavy and moist.

It’s 5 PM now, the store is officially closed, and I know G travels in from out of state. I guess the disappointment is clear in my eyes, (I don’t want to stop!) because at that moment she says

“Let’s hurry”

and slides down to her knees.
She takes me in her mouth without fanfare, just gobbling me whole. She can get most of the way down ok, but my lower third gags her throat. Her attention is marvelous. She has a medium paced rhythm on my cock and she is not stingy with her love. Her saliva runs down my shaft to my balls in itching little trails of pleasure. I’m a big softy, so I stroke her hair and face as she sucks. She appreciates this and quickens her pace. Her mouth is warm, wet and delicious. I feel so good that I’m moaning her name and sighing. Listening to her work down there is amazing! All I can hear is sucking and soft moans and I’m lost in her.

Now I remember we are short on time, I also remember all the times I’ve stared at G’s ass at work. I just had to see that pussy bare. I just had to get my tongue and mouth on that clit. I just had to have her womanly musk in my nose and her warm deep honey on my tongue. Wordlessly, I pull out of her mouth, and briefly rub the tip of my slippery cock along her spit and precum coated lips. I help her to her feet, and ask her to remove her pants. She does so achingly slow, first the pants, then the leggings, then the lacy purple thong. I help her onto the sales desk as she undoes the latches on her boots. Soon her bottom half is exposed! Her thighs are plump and creamy and I plant soft kisses all over them. I move slowly down her legs to her calves (tight and toned from bike riding) and then with my tongue, work my way back up.

She encourages me with her hands and moaning, I know she wants me to continue. I continue my tease, kissing everywhere but her mound. I press my nose into it to languish in the smell, but for now my tongue doesn’t find her. Finally, I lick along her folds, inhaling, then I press the flat of my tongue on her opening and lick upward. I lose my mind and attack her clit. I’m lapping my tongue up and down her delicious clitoris, and since time is short and I won’t have time to explore the way I like, I ask her what she likes. It doesn’t take her long to communicate that she loves the pressure of a mouth sucking on her clit while licking simultaneously. I obey her wishes, and suck and lick happily, enjoying my mouthful of sweet clit and honey. My dick is hard and leaking because he pussy is turning me on so much. I suck harder and lick faster. Shit, she smells so good! The wetter she gets the better she smells. I hope it stays on my lips on the drive home…

Her calves clench and her breath catches in her chest. I snap back to reality and begin to work her over the edge. I moan into her pussy and watch happily as the vibrations threaten to send her over. She cums then, like a silent explosion. There are no words, just creamy wetness and heavy breaths. Her thighs quiver, and I send a shiver down her spine everytime I playfully lick her clit. I move up to her mouth and kiss her.

My dick is like iron, and I need her. For a quick moment I fear that she’s spent! In a moment, I see I needn’t have worried. She stands, places her elbows on the desk, and bends over it. Needing no further invitation, I greedily slip myself inside. Her lovely package looks like a peach cut in half from behind. I slide into her and it feels like sliding my length into a warm jelly filled, velvet lined, balloon. Her walls and pelvic bones squeeze me as I take my first introductory strokes. I alternate between gripping her soft hips and slapping that amazing ass! I reach cruising speed with my thrusts, and get into a rhythm. I’m stroking all the way inside of her and out. As I pull out each stroke, a little more of her white creaminess appears on my shaft. Her smell fills my nostrils, and my cock begins to tingle. Each thrust into her warmth is intensely more pleasurable than the last. My hips are crashing into her pelvis now, I cant help my pace. I buck and feel my ribs tightening and my lungs contracting. She is moaning and pushing her ass back to match my thrusts. With two handfuls of that plump ass I explode into her. Three, four, five pumps and I’m still not spent! Finally I pull my still erect cock out of her sweetness, and watch a bit of my seed drip out of her and land on the green carpet.

This bring out a bit of post orgasm silliness in us and we giggle uncontrollably.

“I guess George (the cleaning guy) is gonna have his hands full, huh?” She laughs.

“I guess, so” I agree and reach for my pants.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/efq313/me_and_my_f_manager_closing_the_store

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