and
tentative.
“ Let me know if you have any
trouble.”
She nodded and started typing. He went back
into his office and stood at the window. It looked like rain.
During the day, David made up reasons to go
out and talk to her, ostensibly to see how she was going. He made
sure he was on his best behaviour, determined to relax her and get
beyond her shyness. He made her tea and asked her about her
travels. She became animated when she told him about the places
she’d been.
“ What was your favourite?”
he asked.
She ran her hand through her bouncy curls
and considered. “Probably Turkey. It was cheap and not full of
tourists. I liked Vietnam and Thailand too, but by the time I got
there, I was looking forward to getting home. I’d like to go back.
Have you ever travelled?”
He smiled and thought about what to tell
her. That his last trip to Thailand was spent in a brothel? That
when he wasn’t buried deep inside some nameless drug fucked tart,
he was haggling with the owner about the details of the next
shipment? He’d scare her half to death. She seemed so sweet and
innocent. She even had freckles across her nose.
He saw though, his first impression of her
as sexless and childlike was wrong. She was really quite luscious,
like a petite Marilyn Monroe. She had a way of catching her lower
lip with her teeth when she wasn’t certain about what she was
saying that made his cock tingle. He blanked out of the
conversation as he wondered what her teeth scraping against his
cock would feel like. All those gold curls bobbing up and down and
her big blue eyes staring up at him with his cock sliding in and
out of her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, making her
gag.
As if realising what was going through his
mind, she’d stopped talking and blushed again. He was hard and knew
he’d been staring at her with glazed eyes. Standing, he adjusted
his trousers, smiled grimly and went back to his office.
In the afternoon while she was filing, he
came up behind her to reach for a box on top of the filing cabinet.
He heard her sharp indrawn breath as his body brushed against hers
and held himself there. When she pushed back against him,
tentatively at first and then with a sinuous shudder, he wanted to
shout with triumph. She gasped when he pushed his hands under her
dress to touch her thighs, then slid them up to her hips. He kissed
her neck and nibbled, thrusting his bulge against her buttocks and
heard her small moan. She was wet and slick when he slipped his
fingers under her knickers and felt her smooth, hairless pussy.
“ Come into my office,” he
said, pulling away from her. She swayed and leant against the
filing cabinet taking in deep breaths. “Take off your knickers.” He
didn’t look back at her knowing she’d follow him. Sure enough,
after he sat in his desk chair, he looked up and saw her at the
door way. Her eyes were wide with fear and he thought, excitement.
She moved slowly to stand beside his chair and he swivelled it
around to face her. Oh yes, she wanted this alright. Her eyes were
on his fly and she licked her lips.
“ Lift up your
dress.”
She bunched her dress in her hands and
inched it up to her waist. The air caught in his lungs when he saw
her pussy. It was so smooth, so innocent looking. Just a curving
slit hiding all her treasures. Exactly the same shape as a ripe
peach. He leant forward and with both thumbs, parted her lips. Out
popped her dark pink wrinkled clit shimmering with moisture.
He pushed his index finger slowly into her
and heard a low moan. Just as he thought, she was tight. He moved
his finger in and out and watched her face as she closed her eyes
and tipped back her head. Soon she moved her legs apart and started
fucking his finger, thrusting herself against it. She made little
mewling noises as he pushed in another finger, then another.
When he pulled his fingers out and stood up,
she snapped her head forward with glazed, slack eyes.
“ Take your dress