Do Me A Favor
She is a petite redhead with green eyes, long legs and great
tits. She is a world-class flirt and a tease beyond belief.
Weve been working together about five years and have become
great friends, but not friends with privileges.
She sometimes comes to work in very tight, short skirts
and blouses half unbuttoned. When she wears a bra it is lace
of various colors and she gets off watching guys sneak a
peek. We have talked about her effect on guys and she is well
aware of the attention. At times she has started to talk
about her sex life, but we have never really gotten very
far into it. She did tell me one time that her mother told
her that a guy would do ANYthing she wanted as long as he stayed
hard. I told her that that was probably true.
One day she came into the office wearing a very tight, very
short, red-leather skirt with a black, silk blouse and
apparently no bra, no pantyhose and red high heels. She
was feeling exceptionally frisky and had every guy in the
office drooling. She was shameless as she would bend over
to pick up a dropped pencil or bend over a guys desk to point
out something to him. I was engrossed in a project that she
and I were working on and took little notice of her maneuverings,
but I couldnt help but notice from time to time.
She finally settled down and we began to make progress on
the project and worked late into the night. At the end of
the work day she had turned down at least four or five offers
of a drink or dinned from office mates. About eight oclock
she went to her office and came back with two drinks, saying
we needed fortification to get through the night. As she
finished her first drink and went for refills, she rubbed
against me and wiggled her gorgeous ass as she walked away.
As I said, we are friends, but I am not immune to the lure of
her wondrous charms.
When she came back, she had unbuttoned two more buttons
and I could see almost all of her gorgeous tits. She curled
up on my office couch and smiled.
Like what you see? she asked.
Always have, I said.
Youve never made a pass.
Didnt want to ruin the relationship. We work to well together.
She walked around the desk and sat on my lap, squirming her
ass. She smiled as she felt the rise of my cock.
You DO like me! she giggled.
I ran my hands along her thighs and she moaned. As I reached
her skirt she put her hands on mine and stopped me.
I tell you what, you do something for me and I will be your
sex slave all night long.
What, I rasped.
Well, she said as she licked my ear and ran her hand along
my thigh, Ive been curious about something for a long
time.
Curious, I gasped, about what?
Remember what my momma told me about men?
Yes. After five years of looking and holding back, I was
frantic to touch.
Well, Ive never seen a man suck cock before.
WHAT? I was brought back to reality pretty quick.
She had hand in my crotch and was squeezing my cock, which
was rock hard.
I just want to see you go down on a guy for me. If you do, I will
be your sex slave and I will go down on a woman for you!
I was dumbfounded! I was also out of my mind with lust.
What guy? I asked.
I think Harold is around here somewhere.
Harold?! I asked, incredulous. Harold was our nighttime
custodian. He was about 65 tall, about 250 pounds and
was the gayest Blackman I had ever met.
Will you do it for me? she was grinning from ear to ear and
panting.
I see leaped from my lap and was back with Harold in tow
before I could even begin to think.
Harold was grinning when she brought him in.
Tell him what you told me, Harold.
Seems like I jerk off three or four times a night and I was
just headed for the restroom for my first when this pretty
little thing came to me with a better idea.
I was humiliated, startled and afraid. What was I getting
into? She came, sat once again on my lap and whispered, ANYthing
you want just suck a little cock.
My head was pounding, my breath was coming in gasps and I
was spinning out of control.
What shall I do? I asked her.
She clapped her hands, got off my lap and shouted, Fan-fucking-tastic!
She ordered me to get on my knees. I did. She brought Harold
over and told me to unzip his pants. I did. She ordered me
to lower his pants and shorts. I did. I was staring at a very
large, very thick cock. She ordered me to take it in my hands.
I did. I was mesmerized at the sight of a growing cock, just
inches from my face.
Like what you see? she asked.
I was surprised to find that I did, indeed like what I saw.
Lick it, she ordered.
I looked up at Harold and he was smiling and nodding his head.
I licked his big shaft from the base to the tip. Harold groaned
and she giggled.
Swallow it! she ordered, and I did! I gagged at first,
then relaxed and began to get the hang of it.
Massage his balls, she ordered. I took his huge balls
in my hand and began to knead them. Harold took the back of
my head and began to fuck my mouth. I went wild, sucking and
taking his dick further down my throat. I was in another
world, out of control. Harold rammed his big dick down my
throat and began to shoot cum like Vesuvius. When he was
done, I fell back on the carpet, on my back and looked up at
this big man who was standing over me, hands on his hips,
laughing. She was sitting on the sofa, rubbing her pussy
and panting.
Oh, my God! That was the best thing Ive ever seen! she
moaned. Harold, you want to fuck me?
No. mam, women aint my thing, but if you ever want to send
him around again, Id be grateful!
Harold went back to his job and she came and stood over me.
She wasnt wearing panties and her pussy lips glistened
with cum.
A deal is a deal, she said but thats another story
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