As I walked past the offices of my former colleagues, now those of my workers, I felt a bit of nostalgia. It had only been a couple days ago I sat in those very desks, but knowing I would never sit in them again felt odd. I had advanced to my position faster than most, although that didn’t mean I was young. But I didn’t regret my haste for a second. I was overjoyed when they said I got a promotion. My job was a distinguished one now, something that anyone would respect. In fact, if I left, it wouldn’t be hard now to find another great job. Not that I would leave, however. This job was what I wanted, and though it was hard, it was well reimbursed. With an impressive salary and relaxed policies, it would be more than easy to be happy where I was. In fact, there were even some ‘special privileges’ that I got, which is why I was here after hours when the place was a ghost town. Other people who have these special privileges talk highly of them, although never talk about the specifics. In fact, I had no idea what to expect as I turned the corner to the hallway containing my office. It was curious; they told me to dress business casual, which usually means something informal. Maybe that was why they hadn’t said anything yet. Either way, I was ready for a pleasant surprise.
The door was already open and the light was on. I looked inside to see amongst the clear desk and light furnishings a girl standing in the middle of the room. She seemed to be expecting someone because as soon as I walked in she looked at me intently. I tried to recall if she was anyone I knew or was supposed to know. She had straight dirty blonde hair that had a slight gleam under the light and fell past her shoulders. Her face was soft and she wore a pleasant expression on her crystal blue eyes and small lips that smiled at me. She had a low cut, short black dress on that covered what appeared to be a thin body. Her legs and arms were long and lean, and her feet were adorned with black high heels. She wore a fair bit of makeup, but nothing looked overdone. She was beautiful; there aren’t many girls in my line of work and I would remember one with looks like these. I realized I didn’t know her, after all, she was much younger than myself or anyone else in a pertinent position around here.
“Hello.” I said politely and stepped in. I was new to this office, but I knew it was my office, so I didn’t know what she was doing here.
“Mr. Slightbower, am I right?” She said.
“Well, yes, you can call me Jacob. And who are you?”
“I’m Paige.” She said. Something felt off when she introduced herself with her first name only.
“Hi Paige.” I stuck out my hand and we shook hands. She smiled a bit. “I don’t mean to be rude, but, why are you here?”
“You just got promoted didn’t you?” She crossed me and headed to the door. “And you were told to come here for your special privileges, right?”
“Yes, but I don’t see-” Paige shut the door and turned to me. My heart raced.
“I see you’ve figured it out.” She said with a wry smile. She approached me and I was frozen in place.
“I- no-” I stuttered.
“Want me to spell it out for you?” She asked, now close to me. “You,” She put her finger on my chest. “Can do whatever you want to me.” She put her finger on her chest, slowly dragging it down to meet her dress and pulling that down, exposing more cleavage to my mesmerized eyes. I broke the spell and looked away, putting my hands on her shoulders.
“I don’t think I should. I’ve- I’ve got a family.” I got out.
“Oh really.” She said and brushed my hands off her shoulders. She bent her head to kiss my neck then moved to my ear. It felt good, but I didn’t want it to.
“People will watch this,” She whispered in my ear. She was close enough that I could feel her breath. “They make sure I do my job. It’s okay.” She kissed my mouth and for a second I kissed back, but then I regained my senses. I pushed her away.
“I don’t know if I should do this.” I told her. If I were younger, or perhaps not married, I would have taken her in an instant. But even if I didn’t think prostitution was demeaning, she seemed young. I thought about asking her how old she was, but I feared the answer. She kissed her way back to my ear.
“If we don’t do this, they’ll give your job to someone who will use these privileges, and you’ll be demoted again. Also I’ll get fired, which means I’m doing this same thing on the streets. The best thing you can do is enjoy it.” She talked decisively, but the way she said it was somehow still seductive.
She kissed my lips again and I didn’t push her away, but I didn’t kiss back. It just didn’t feel right.
“My body is yours to touch.” She said, suggestive in both meanings of the word. She kissed me again.
I hesitantly put my hands at her hips, following her curve up to her armpits. It was already evident from her appearance, but my hands confirmed that she was shapely. I started caressing her back. Paige undid my buttons quickly and removed my shirt with my help. She wrapped her arms around me and guided me to the desk. She pushed my body so I was laying on my back on the desk, everything lower than my thigh dangling down.
“Don’t hold back.” She said, crouching down to take off her high heels. She grabbed the bottom of her dress. “Just let lust take you over.”
She stood and took her dress with her, swiftly taking it off and discarding it to the floor. What a silver lining to this problem. Her body still looked small, but had no lack of curvature. From her chest protruded two beautiful, round breasts, crowned by pink nipples. They were beautiful. I stared at them, my boner pressing against my pants.
“This isn’t so bad, is it?” She smiled at me.
I finally broke my gaze from her breasts and looked at the rest of her. All that she had on now was black lingerie panties that hugged her hips and left little to the imagination. She was thin, not only her stomach but also her hips and shoulders. She approached me with fire in her eyes, making sure her every move was sexy. Or maybe that was just my mind. She leaned over me, resting one hand on the bulge in my slacks before kissing my chest.
“Don’t be shy.” She said and grabbed my left hand, guiding it to her breasts.
I was undecided whether to resist, but that indecision was cleared once she rested my hand on her tit. Her skin was incredibly soft and her breasts fit perfectly in my hand. Before I could think I grabbed it, kneading it in my hand. She seemed encouraged by this, because she took her hand off mine. She massaged my hard-on through my pants before starting to unbutton my pants. Soon the other thing between her and my erection was the fabric of my underwear. I was incredibly turned on but still didn’t want to take this too far. She shifted her weight back and moved her head to hover above my crotch. She uncovered my boner which straightened into the open air and pointed at her head.
“You’re big.” She commented.
I knew I wasn’t, but hearing her say it was nice. She ran her hand along the shaft delicately, making my dick get harder. After only a couple strokes she brushed her hair out of the way, leaned down and took my cockhead in her mouth. I sighed with pleasure as she sucked down my cock and used her tongue to pleasure my bulb. She started bobbing her head on my cock, taking most of it in her mouth every time. My cock finally got to its full hardness and it seemed Paige sensed that. She plunged my cock into her mouth, deepthroating my every centimetre before taking her head off of my cock entirely.
“There’s a condom in the drawer by your left hand.” She said, stroking my dick to keep it hard.
I reached into the drawer and found indeed there was a handful of condoms. I grabbed one and she reached her hand out to me so I gave her the condom. She opened the packaging and took it out, leaning over my dick. She placed the condom on my tip but then pushed down on the top with her tongue. She opened her mouth and used her teeth to lightly put the condom on my cock. I shuddered from the sexiness of it. Once it was on, she straddled my stomach with her knees and leaned back so her pussy was poised over my dick. She pulled her panties aside to reveal a red small cunt. To my surprise, she was wet.
She grabbed my dick and positioned it at her entrance, slowly sitting down and letting it inside her. The head popped in and I already knew I wouldn’t last long. She slowly, tantalizingly let the rest of my shaft inside of her until I was balls deep. She made a long, drawn out moan. I expected her to raise her hips again but she didn’t, instead opting to grind her hips in circles on my crotch. I leaned my head back in ecstasy. Her pattern became more erratic, her hips moving however they wanted. She was moaning significantly now, adding in some comments about how good it felt. I was getting close to popping when she put her hands near my shoulders and lifted her waist up then thrusted me into her. She did it quickly, her slit bouncing on my cock. Now she really moaned, and I couldn’t help but moan a bit too. I grabbed her hips and pushed them into me for the last couple times before I exploded with cum. She kept fucking me and my legs twitched from the power of the orgasm. Eventually I stopped cumming and Paige got off me.
“Was that so bad?” She teased.
I couldn’t respond; I was too wrapped up in the experience I just had. She smiled, taking my reaction as a no. She took my condom off and tied it, throwing it into the garbage pail in the corner of my room. I thought she would get dressed and leave but to my surprise she laid down on top of me. She kissed me and I had enough mental power to kiss back. She laid her head beside mine.
“Every Tuesday and Thursday I’ll be here for you.” She said. “And you can do whatever you want to me, live out any nasty kink that you’ve never been able to do.”
I had always taken some pride in making girls cum, and I didn’t want to disappoint her after how amazing her performance was. I reached down to her pussy and stroked it. Paige over-dramatically moaned into my ear. I rubbed around it, letting my hand pleasure her. I reached her clit and uncovered it, playing with it. She moaned loudly away from me. I rubbed her clit and pussy and she moaned way louder than was appropriate. Not only were my ears getting sore, I was getting turned off.
“You don’t have to moan that loud,” I said to her. “Just moan normally.”
She looked at me for a second but then seemed to be ready to oblige. I rubbed her some more, and she let out a small moan. That’s better. I got more aggressive with my pleasuring and dived between her lips, rubbing the inside of her slit. This produced more small moans and she pushed her mound against me. Soon she was moaning at half the volume she was before, but I could tell she was nearing orgasm. She pulled her torso against mine, her beautiful tits pressing against my chest. I could feel my dick twinge, but it wasn’t time for that yet. She moaned more and more beside my ear, her pleasure building. She humped lightly at my hand until her body tensed. She collapsed onto my body with a guttural moan, signalling her orgasm.
Once it was over I grabbed a condom from the drawer and got up. I stood over her, my cock hard again. I ripped open the condom and put it on.
“Put it in me.” She said, rolling onto her back.
I grabbed her panties and took them off, discarding them to the floor. She spread her legs wide, giving me full access to her cunt. I moved my dick to her well lubricated pussy and ran my cock along her lips a couple of times to coat myself in her juices. Once I was coated I couldn’t wait and pushed back into her pussy. I wasted no time thrusting into her, glad to be back to this heavenly sensation. I grabbed onto her tits and groped them as I thrust into her. She had just caught her breath but was back to heavy breathing now, her head back and eyes closed. I was pumping into her as hard as I could and she was starting to softly moan again. I was grunting with the exertion of every thrust and my legs were starting to get tired. I knew I was going to burst soon and didn’t have to keep this up for long. Still, I grabbed her waist and used it to fuck her harder. This was too much for me and I was about to cum again. I thrusted as deep as I could into her and blasted cum into the condom. My eyes practically rolled back in my head as I humped her, extending my orgasm. Finally, I stopped cumming and almost fell. Instead, I rested on the edge of the desk, recovering from the physical and sexual burst.
Paige got up and again took my condom off and threw it out. As if routinely she came over and kissed me. I kissed her back and held her for a couple seconds before she broke away. We started dressing.
“You’re my favourite so far, you know?” She said, putting her dress back on.
“I’m sure you tell that to everyone.” I replied.
“You’re the only one that’s cared to make me cum.” She pointed out.
She put on her high heels and left with a short goodbye. I finished dressing and left as well, turning off the lights and locking up behind me. I got back to my car and sat down, my head starting to slow its spinning. I could still feel her tits on my hands, her mouth on mine, her pussy on my cock. How could I return to my wife having just fucked another woman? I loved my wife, but could I really say I regretted what I just did. I sunk my head and started the engine. I knew no matter what I thought, I would be back here in two days.
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