After Hours

Chapter 1

Big shy Jacky was completing her evening office cleaning job, it was a little after 8:00 pm, she was meant to be finished by eight but often ran over by half an hour. Derek the company MD was still in his office again, she preferred it when she had the building to herself, it was the last office she had to clean. She hesitated, she didn’t want to disturb him but didn’t want to leave it uncleaned either. He was quite nice to her the last time she interrupted him to clean his room. He had invited her in, but it had made her feel nervous, she was sure he spent more time watching her than his PC screen as she quickly cleaned his room that last time.

She hesitantly knocked on his office door. “Come in” his confident voice boomed back. “Sorry to disturb you sir but uh, but can I clean your office now. It’s… its the last one.”

“Come on in.” Derek replied rolling his chair right back from his desk and looking her up and down. “Come here love” he continued nodding his head towards a chair just to the side of his.

Jacky came forward and stood nervously next to the chair wondering what he wanted. “Sit down dear” he said. She nervously sat on the office chair, it creaked under her weight in the quiet office. He swivelled his chair now facing her directly.

“I’ve heard good things about you Jacky, heard that you do a very good job keeping the offices clean. Making that extra little effort to keep everything just right. I thought I’d tell you personally, this sort of thing doesn’t go unnoticed here, we are very pleased with the work you have been doing. As you know its getting to the end of your 3 month probationary period and youve certainly ticked most of the boxes, very good.”

“Why T… thank you sir. I… I do try to do a good job… not uh, not just because it’s my uh, my trial period.” Most of the boxes thought Jacky what does that mean.

Derek was continuing, “I can see that Jacky, I have an eye for that sort of thing.” Jacky thought he looked down at her big chest he said that, she felt a bit self couscous. Still it was nice that even the top boss had noticed the effort she’d been making.

Jacky felt a bit uncomfortable in the silence for a moment or two before Derek started speaking again. “Don’t you find working between six to eight each evening interferes with your social life Jacky? A young girl like you, I thought you’d be out partying?” “Oh I don’t do that sort of…” Jacky voice petered out feeling embarrassed, then continued on another tack. “The hours suit me good sir. I can look after my mum while my dads out at work, and then come here when he’s back home.”

This was just the sort of information Derek was interested in, it sounded like the 22 year old had no boyfriend or social life, her big body probably never helped her there either. She has a pretty enough round face, framed with long dark hair and her large body had a nice round arse and big tits, the sort of body Derek had been wondering about recently, what would it be like to handle one like that. Okay he wouldn’t want a partner like that, but now he was 40 it was time for him to tick off some of the things on his personal ‘to-do’ list before he got too old, a big young 22 year old fitted the bill perfectly, his sex life with his wife was feeling decidedly stale after fifteen years. Jacky could look very sexy indeed if she wore better stuff and used some make-up. Yes it all fitted, right time, right place and right girl, he started to get hard thinking about controlling the big shy girl in front of him.

“There’s a special cleaning job I want you to do for me this evening Jacky. Youre ok with that Jacky arent you?” “Y… yes uh of course” Jacky replied nervously. There was something, something about the atmosphere that was now making her feel very nervous as she sat in front of the MD in the empty building.

“Its a personal cleaning job but of course you knew that Jacky, we both know you are a smart girl and know how to handle this.” She nodded her head not daring to speak, what the hell was this about, hed put a funny emphasis on personal.

He took her hand smiling at her and slowly placed it on the lump of his trousers! Oh my god, Jacky gasped loudly in surprise. He’d put her hand on his thing, she immediately, instinctively tried to pull it away but he held it there looking at her calmly. It’s ok, it’s just another cleaning job, no need to panic” he said quietly reassuringly. Jacky didnt feel reassured.

What did he mean a cleaning job; her hand was still on the bulge, she felt it had got bigger. God she could feel its shape and the heat from it through his suit trousers. She stopped trying to pull her hand back, it wasnt working. This just didn’t seem real, she was here in the office with her hand resting on, resting on a bulge in the MDs trousers.

“I’ll talk you through the cleaning process love, it might be a bit unfamiliar to you. I know your okay with this arent you?” Jacky found herself nodding her head, shit what did she do that for, this wasn’t right. Derek smiled back approvingly. His hand was still lightly resting on hers on his hot thing. God does he want me to wash his willie, there was no way she could do that.

“Slide down onto your knees dear it will be easier like that.” Jacky looked into his eyes, what! She couldn’t do that, kneel in front of him like that, what is he talking about. He stared back into her eyes saying nothing. After a few seconds she couldn’t stand his eyes looking into hers any more, she looked away, down to the small area of carpet between them. She could see their hands at his crutch in her peripheral vision, she felt her eyes being drawn towards there but kept staring at the carpet, this must be some sort of dream, this couldnt be happening.

Perhaps she should just kneel on the floor, they couldnt stay like this all evening. The hot bulge was still there, it wasn’t reducing, perhaps it even got a bit bigger and hotter.

After a few more moments she slowly awkwardly slid down onto her knees, she now definitely felt the thing grow a bit more under her hand as he kept it in position as her knees bumped down onto the carpet. Derek stroked her face softly, she wanted to pull back from the hand but something in her head stopped her. “Thats a good girl” he soothed, “Thats a good girl.

God what was she doing kneeling in front of the MD like this, she’d never knelt like this in front of anyone, it felt so, so subservient. Derek finally moved his hand from over hers. “Look at me love, look up at me.” he was saying. She looked up into his eyes, god this was terrible he seemed so… so dominating there.

He stroked her face lightly again. “The cleaning job I have for you Jacky is to clean my cock. You will clean my clock as I direct you using your tongue and mouth. I want you to put in the same care and attention into it as you do as with the rest of your cleaning duties.” Jacky looked into his eyes in disbelief, she’d never put anything like that even close to her mouth before, never mind in the current circumstances, this was humiliating beyond words. A boyfriend had tried to encourage to do that sort of thing once. She’d ended walking the 2 miles home and never seen him again.

Derek continued, “Mind you knew it would be something like this Jacky didn’y you, the moment you got down there you knew. Now carefully undo those flies, these trousers have got too tight for me with you there.”

This was way too much for Jacky, there was no way she could do this, hed picked the wrong girl, if she lost her job she’d lost it, ideal hours or not. “No, no I can’t do that Mr Stevens sir. Sorry I can’t do this, if, if you sack me you sack me.” Jacky blurted out looking at the floor, tiers starting to run from her eyes.

Jacky dear I’m not going to sack you, there is no need for you to think that.” Jacky felt some relief then Derek stroked her face some more, she look her hand away from the bulge feeling a great relief of tension, but something was still not quite right.

Derek gently took her face in his hands and tilted it towards his, she looked up into his eyes, she didnt have much option. “I didn’t get to where I am without helping my staff Jacky. I know you can do this job, just as I know you can clean the dust from my shelves. You just need the right training. Now you just take things one step at a time dear. I will help you all the way I know you can do this.”

Oh god, Jacky thought it was over but no, Mr Stevens had other ideas. “You know how to undo a zip Jacky dont you?” Jacky eyes went down to the floor again a big shudder ran through her, she couldn’t do this, her eyes were watering again. Dereks hands went to her shoulders and shook her lightly, he repeated “You know how to undo a zip girl now do it, don’t let me down, do it now”.

Jacky’s shaking hands slowly went to it, she pulled down the zip, god I’m doing this, I’m actually doing it she thought in disbelief. “And the belt and top fastener.” continued Derek keeping his voice steady and authoritive.

Her shaking hands were pulling at his belt now, she really was doing it. Derek felt a surge of adrenaline and power, it was actually working, he was taking control of the big shy girl, she was doing as she was told. Excellent.

He pulled his stomach in to make it easier for Jacky to get his trousers undone, he felt impressed at the way his throbbing dick was tenting out his trousers it looked huge, so obscene. Jacky was trying to ignore the huge bulge there as she finished undoing his trousers, but she’d never seen a bulge like it.

Derek lifted his butt off the chair a little and quickly pulled his trousers and pants down, dropping them to his ankles he sat back down, his throbbing member was sticking straight out, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen it that hard.

Jacky gasped and gazed at the thing, she’d never really seen one looking quite like that, she wasn’t a virgin but quite honestly her sex life had been very limited.

Derek was talking again “You can poke your tongue out girl can’t you, go on push your tongue out, show it to me. Jacky wasnt sure why but she looked him in the eye and did it. What did he think, that she was really incapable of pushing out her tongue.

Derek was taking hold of her hand again, before she could work out what he was doing he’d taken her hand and rubbed her fingers along the hard bare shaft. She was shocked but surprised by the velvety feel, it was very hard but sort of soft, velvety. She’d never stroked a cock lightly with her finger like this before. Something sort of jumped inside her as her finger ran onto the bump of the bulbous head for a fraction of a second.

Oh what am I doing she thought as Derek started sliding her fingers back down the side of the shaft. “See easy enough, all you have to do is this with your tongue a few times and its cleaned.” Jacky wondered if she could do it, then tried to push the thought to the back of her mind. Should she do it oc course not, but… If she slid her tongue along each side and perhaps the front and back, the job would be over, she would have done what was asked of her, finished, over.

Looking at that big thing now, and almost felt compelled to try it. Derek was still stroking it with her fingers. The thought of doing that half an hour ago would have been a complete non starter. But looking at it now she almost wanted to feel what it was like with her tongue, or at least get this over with.

Derek moved her hand closing it around the shaft, she was actually holding the shaft in her soft podgy hand now. She looked at the cock in her hand, she had sort of held one in her hand a few times in the past but it didn’t feel quite like this and she’d not seen her hand holding one before. She even gave it a small squeeze it was very hard. She realised that the squeeze had caused Derek to suck in a big breath, he liked that.

Dereks hand had gone behind her head, oh god he was pushing her face towards it, she could smell its musky aroma, she noticed the part of it’s head not coved with his foreskin was soaking wet, it dripped as she got closer. She quickly decided to do as instructed, as her mouth got close she steared it away from the wet head and put her lips to the side of the velvety shaft. She pushed her tongue out and lightly rubbed it up and down the side of the shaft, she suddenly wanted to show Derek shed understood what hed said. “Good girl” he gasped, Jacky was surprised at his emotional voice now, the authoritative MD voice gone. Was what she was doing really causing that, her stomach fluttered a mixture of fear and excitement.

Derek was moving her head, making her lips and tongue move the full length of the shaft, she could feel the start of the bulbous head near the stroke top. Derek was giving her more orders. “Grip the shaft and slide the foreskin right back” he gasped.

Jacky wasn’t sure what he meant, his hand slipped over hers again and guided it. she saw from very close range the glistening head pop fully from its sheath.

This was becoming just too much for Derek this was more exciting than he’d ever imagined it would be, getting a big reluctant naive girl doing what he wanted. He needed to cum, he needed to cum in her mouth very soon.

He moved her head to the other side of his shaft. Without him guiding this time she ran her soft lips and tongue lightly along its length. “Oh yes.. yes… Good… very good.” he hissed. He couldn’t take much more.

After a few more moments he took her face firmly in in his hands. He moved it in front of him and pushed the head of his dick slowly between her lips. He felt a shudder run through her body, but she opened her mouth wide and he entered her mouth. “Good girl, clean that head with your tongue now” he gasped. Jacky lightly felt the big intrusion in her mouth then lightly flicked it with her tongue. “Oh god yes”, Derek breathed pushing a lot deeper into her mouth.

Jacky was starting to feel panicky as Derek was thrusting right to the back of her mouth now, she felt like she was going to choke. He held her head tightly she had no control as he pushed in and out of her.

“God Im going to cum get ready, he gasped. Get ready? What could she do, she could hardly breath. Suddenly she felt his cockhead swell a little more. Next she realised it was squirting deep into her mouth and throat. She couldn’t breathe, she instinctively swallowed the stuff down trying to clear her throat to breath, Derek pushed into her even deeper groaning loudly…

He suddenly stopped still breathing very heavily, he pulled back so his cock head was only just resting in her mouth, she swallowed down the last of the goo and breathed deep and fast as well, trying to recover from the lost air. She felt his dick rapidly softening in her mouth, she knew it was over. So thats what giving someone a blow job is like she vaguely thought. Her emotions were in turmoil. Derek made her clean off his now soft dick with her tongue before putting it away.

He had one more degrading thing to do before he left. He stuffed 50 pounds into her hand and said “Get yourself a skirt, I don’t want to see you in those big black legging all of the time and he was gone.

Jacky just sat there for 20 minutes before leaving, she never cleaned his room, stuff him she thought and I’ll keep his bloody money as well, she locked up and left.

Chapter 2

Jacky felt very nervous as she cleaned the offices the next day, she couldn’t get out of her head what had happened the day before. She felt so relieved when she saw he wasn’t in his office today, she began to think it had never happened perhaps it was just a vivid dream.

The following day she was going through her cleaning routine again, she nervously went up the corridor and looked through the window into his office. God he’s there today, her heart suddenly hammered in her chest, she ducked back but he’d seen her. “Ah Jacky come on in” he called.

Oh God, she nervously opened his office door, “Come on in” he cheerfully called smiling at her, “how is our very best cleaning woman today”. “Uh ok… Uh I mean fine” Jacky nervously stuttered stopping just inside his office door.

“Take that cleaning tabard off and come over here dear” Derek casually ordered. Oh god no Jacky thought but undid the tabard strings and quickly pulled it off over her head. She dropped it on a chair close to the door, took a step towards him then abruptly stopped. Derek liked the way the girl’s big tits swayed when she moved. Things were going his way again; his dick was already stirring in his pants.

“Still got those big leggings on I see” Derek commented as his eyes drifted further down her body. “I’ve uh

I’ve not had chance to get to the shops yet” Jacky replied nervously as she wondered why she was making excuses like this. It was up to her when she went shopping.

Derek was pushing his chair back from his desk again and beckoned her. “Come on no need to be shy” he continued. What could she do, she went and nervously sat in the same seat as last time.

He didn’t try to get her to kneel this time. He stood right in front of her and gently brushed her cheek. “No need to be so nervous I don’t bite” he said looking down at her big heaving chest.

He continued to stroke her cheek; she couldn’t help but notice his trousers were tented out again right in front of her. Oh god he wants me to do it again she thought nervously.

He looked down at her big juicy breasts as he continued to stroke her cheek. He could only see the start of her cleavage at the top of her blouse, the buttons were done up high.

“You’ve a lovely big rack there Jacky, do they get the attention they deserve?” Jacky didn’t understand what he meant for a moment. Then felt herself slightly redden as she realised what he meant, how could she answer that.

She just sat there, staring at the lump his trousers. Oh god not again what should I do she thought as she felt his fingers slid from her cheek and brushed down her chin onto her neck.

“You remember how to do your special cleaning job love don’t you? You’d better get started” Derek said firmly. Jacky swallowed hard, oh god not again she couldn’t bring herself to do it, not again, not today.

Derek’s hand slid across onto her shoulder, he really didn’t want to guide her hand to his trousers this time, he wanted to get her to make that move herself. They both held their positions for a long minute.

“You want me to feel up this lovely rack before you get started?” Derek said, his hand sliding down onto the very top of one big mound. “Uh no it.. it’s ok” she stammered, that was enough, her hands reluctantly shot to his fly for the second time, she didn’t want him groping her tits.

Her lips and tongue were quickly back onto his shaft, she had to start quickly before she got to thinking about it. This time he got her to cup and feel his balls as well, before once again sliding his hard dick into her mouth.

He pumped gently at first, then with bigger strokes and more aggressively before firing into her mouth for the second time. As he filled her mouth he gently felt, then squeezed the side of her breast. Jacky wanted to move his hand away but couldn’t quite pluck up the courage and she was kind of busy swallowing. He was still feeling her breast side as his dick softened in her mouth and she automatically cleaned the now soft thing with her tongue before he put it away.

“Excellent” Derek commented as he stepped away slightly and did up his pants and fliy. “You are becoming a very good cock cleaner my dear. I knew you would be good at this special cleaning duty. I will get Jan the HR manager to get your permanent contract sorted out and I think a little pay rise is in order.”

“Uh… Th… thank you sir” Jacky heard herself reply, wondering why she went along with this. Derek was now searching through some loose papers on his desk. “Now where did I leave that.” he said almost to himself. “Ah” he exclaimed finding the slip of paper with a web address on it. He took two twenty pound notes from his wallet and handed them to Jacky with the slip of paper. “Get yourself one of these dear and get a size bigger than you think you need.” He said picking up his jacket from the back of his chair. He walked from the office before Jacky could think of how to respond.

Over the weekend Jacky noticed a skirt in Asda while shopping with her mum. It was only 12.99 she bought it feeling pleased with herself. Derek had given her 50 pounds to buy one; she’d made a tidy profit. In the afternoon they went over to Jacky’s aunt’s house, and Jacky asked to use the computer while her mother and aunt chatted. She slowly typed in the URL off the piece of paper from Derek ‘Error page not found’ it came back. Jacky wasn’t good with computers perhaps it worked in a different way, she must be doing it wrong. She slowly typed it in again, this time it worked. Oh my god thought Jacky as an image of a sexy bra for big women appeared on the screen. She looked over to her mum and aunt quickly, the sisters were immersed in their chat and Jacky realised they couldn’t see the PC screen from where they were sitting anyway. She looked back at the picture and read the description of the bra. It was more expensive and looked better than any bra the Jacky had ever considered purchasing before.

She read it again there was a button to push to check sizes available she pushed it. Remembering what Derek said about getting a size bigger. She saw that she would have to get the biggest one available. There was a little button that simply said ‘Buy’. Should she do it, she’d never bought anything like this and never purchased anything from the web before.

She glances at the two still busy talking woman and pushed the ‘buy’ button. Oh god it wanted a credit or bank card number. Stupid girl thought Jacky, what was she thinking, that she could push the cash into the PC and the bra just appear at her feet. She did have a bank cash card; she quietly pulled it out of her bag and put the numbers and date into the machine. Got this was taking a long time thought Jacky. It didn’t accept the number, it wanted a 3 digit security code whatever that was. Jacky looked at her card more closely there were some digits next to her signature on the card. It must be those she thought typing them in and trying again.

Her card was accepted, wow I’ve done it thought Jacky. Then another form appeared, they wanted her address details. Oh shit, shit Jacky thought, she had to continue they had her money now. She slowly started typing in the details now wishing she hadn’t started this, it was taking ages, suddenly her cousin the PC owner, came into the room, oh no thought Jacky desperately searching for the ‘g’ on the keyboard. Sam came straight over to see what she was doing and to have a sly look at her big tits, he always liked to have a look at his cousin’s tits whenever he could. “Hi Jacky”, he said casually, “what you up to?” embarrassed Jacky had to come clean with him. “Uhhh… can you help my put my address in this” she spoke quietly hoping the two older women wouldn’t hear. “Sure” he said looking at her big tits as she got up from the computer. He wondered why she looked so embarrassed, was it because she’d seem him checking out her big jugs.

As he looked at the PC screen, all became clear; she was inputting her address into some lingerie site. Sam felt excited, glanced at her and smiled then quickly typed in her address, just having to ask her for her postcode. “I assume this is our little secret” the 15 year old said quietly to his embarrassed cousin and nodding his head towards the 2 older women. “Please yes” she replied even more quietly. Sam quickly went through the completion of the purchase; it asked for an email address, he put in his own as he knew his cousin didn’t have one. “That’s done” he said smugly, his face was at her breast height sat at the PC. He looked at them and continued. “You going to give me a hug for helping and not telling” he said.

She had her back to the 2 women; she stepped forward and quickly pulled his head to her breast for a few seconds. “Wow if you want any more help just let me know.” He responded a bit shocked himself after that, wow that was more than he’d hoped for.

Monday Jacky got a call from Personnel - could she pop in sometime in the next couple of days during office hours. They wanted to discuss her work contract. Hmmm… so he had sorted it out Jacky thought hanging up the phone.

She got a 10% rate increase and an extra hour on her contract; her hours were now 6 - 9 Thursdays instead of the 6-8pm of the other days. She’d worn her new skirt for the meeting and kept it on when she went in later for her work shift.

Derek noticed the skirt the second Jacky entered his office, the length was a little below her knees but it was a step in the right direction he thought. She’d also ditched that tabard overall thing which was probably even better. She walked across the office towards him, still looking nervous, Derek noted this as a good thing. Her tits wobbled nicely as she crossed the room.

“Uhh… thanks for sorting my permanent contract and the pay rise” she said meekly” “Pleased to be of help, now take a seat Jacky please.” Derek smiled inwardly at his formality, it helped reinforce the master servant relationship he thought, or should that be master slave, hmm not yet but perhaps one day.

Jacky sat nervously in front of him. “I’m pleased to see you got the skirt, is that a Stephan Brooks?” He asked, knowing it was just standard mass produced item. “Uh.. no sir” Jacky replied hesitatingly feeling a bit uncomfortable that she’d just bought a cheap Asda George item. Derek moved forward on his wheeled office chair and bent forward. He lightly rested his hand on her bare calf below the skirt. She jumped visibly but never pulled away. Derek kept his hand still and looked into her eyes she averted his gaze looking away across the office.

“Much better” Derek said giving the calf a little squeeze, “We can now glimpse these lovely solid calves now.” he said now rubbing his hand up the skittle shaped curves. She was still looking away wondering what to do to stop him as his other hand took hold of the other leg and felt them both up. “Yes very nice” he said leaning further forward on his seat.

He slid his hands to the front of her legs and slid his hands up just over her knees pushing the skirt material up with them. Oh my go no thought Jacky; she couldn’t let him do this. She glanced at him embarrassingly and pulled the skirt down firmly over her knees. Unfortunately his hands were still there just out of site now, he was still feeling her legs up just above her knees. “Uh.. Mr Stevens.. I uh… you shouldn’t be doing that sir” she said putting her hands on his on top of the skirt trying to stop his hands moving higher.

“Just a minute dear, move your hands away for a minute. I just need to finish getting myself in the mood for your cleaning job.” She looked straight into his eyes, taking a deep breath preparing to tell him to move his bloody hands away. She looked into his eyes which were no more than a foot or so from hers now, she breathed out and reluctantly removed her hands, she couldn’t do it, she couldn’t confront him like that. He started to smile at her; she quickly looked away across the room again feeling his hands still on her big soft thighs under her skirt.

His hands slowly explored a little higher, she couldn’t help notice her body as starting to respond a little, she tried to think of something other than the hands on her thighs. Derek’s cock was rock hard again; he looked at the young woman, her face turned away from him, trying to pretend he wasn’t there, he smiled inwardly.

“Pull your skirt up love, pull your skirt up so we can see what I’m doing”. Oh god no thought Jacky. She looked at the hands working up under her skirt, she knew if she thought about it she wouldn’t be able to do it. Reluctantly she took hold of the skirt hem and pulled it up past the hands on her big thighs. She then pulled the hem down hard across her legs to stop his hands going any higher. She thought she’d scored a minor victory but…

“That’s a good girl” Derek encouraged ignoring her attempt to restrict him. They both watched his hands working on her meaty thighs for a minute. I’m nearly bursting these trousers now love, time for you to start your special cleaning”

Jacky paused for a few seconds while Derek continued to feel-up her legs. Oh got I’d better get started, things will only get worse otherwise she said to herself. She hated moving her hands to his trousers and undoing his fly but she knew it was what she had to do right now.

She let go of the skirt hem and her hands went to his flies trying to quickly free the monster as his hands now slipped a little higher up her legs. He reluctantly then had to lean back a little to give her better access. She soon had his hard cock free again; she was getting the hang of getting his suite trousers undone now.

She leaned forward quickly pushing her chair back a bit and her legs further away from his wandering hands. She took the head of his cock straight into her mouth and ran her tongue around it.

As her head started to slowly bob up and down his hands moved to the sides of her big breasts which were now squashed down onto her knees as she sucked him off.

She tried to concentrate on getting him off rather than his hands on her breasts. He spread his legs wide and she played with his balls as well. She tilted her head back and moved further forward pushing the big cock head into her throat again voluntary this time, she wanted him to cum quickly.

He eased her back up as he didn’t want to cum just yet. “Hold the shaft and gently lick the head love” he gasped moving her position. She rested her forearms on his legs and took hold of the shaft in both hands. She gently touched the tip of his cock with her tongue causing a gasp from him. Her breasts were hardly touching her knees now. He gently pulled the soft hanging globes apart positioning them just to each side of her knees, then cupped and felt their heavy weight. He felt her nipples harden as she moved her body from side to side trying to get his hands away from them.

He leant forward onto her body pushing her mouth down his cockhead again as he continued to play with her breasts. He felt her try and pull back from him as he pinched her nipples. God he’s really touching me today thought Jacky as she felt his cockhead reach her throat again. She gently played with his balls when he thrust in even deeper. Better to get him to cum so she could breathe properly again and get his hands from her breasts. She felt really hot and tingly between the legs, he’d pushed right into her throat now and he groaned loudly as she felt him starting to empty into her again. He squeezed her tits quite hard as he squeezed the last of his juice into her throat.

He sat up straight again taking his weight off her and letting go of her breasts she dutifully cleaned all the juice from his softening dick. “You get better every time love” he said refastening his pants.

“Get yourself a decent bottle of wine” he continued handing her a twenty pound note from his wallet, then grabbed his jacket and left. Jacky felt kind of strange inside as her nipples shrank back down. God he’d played with her legs and her titties this time, where will it all end, a little shudder ran down her back, she began vigorously cleaning the room trying to take her mind off what had happened.

Friday a neighbour dropped Jacky and her mum off at the high street; About once a week they would trundle up and down the high street mainly just looking in the shops then walk home. It was the most exercise her mum ever got and she was always tired afterwards. Mum and daughter often linked arms as they ambled along, it gave Jacky’s mum a little support on her bad ankle side.

They paused outside the old lingerie shop. They normally ambled past without hardly a glance. Jacky was curious after ordering that bra online, she wondered what sort of bras they had in here. “Let’s have a look in here for a change mum” she said guiding her mum towards the door. An old fashioned bell rang as Jacky pushed the door open “Things will be pricy in here” her mum said quietly as Jacky pulled here through the door. There was a seat halfway down the main isle, Jacky’s mum Wendy, parked her big butt on it as Jacky headed towards the bras near the counter.

Before Jacky hardly knew what was happening the shop manager had her in the changing room measuring her up ‘properly’ to get the right bra fit. Jacky felt it a bit embarrassing as the woman fussed around her with a tape measure measuring it seemed in all sorts of directions. Jacky was wondering what her mum would be thinking she’d been gone quite a while.

The woman finally put the tape down, stood in front of her and just stared at her breasts for a few seconds. Jacky felt herself turning a little red, what was the woman doing. “You have very nice breasts my dear but this bra you have on does nothing for them. They should be more like this. Jacky was startled as the woman lifted her breasts, holding them in front of her she said. “Yes much better”, almost to herself.

The woman let go of Jacky’s breasts, “Come over to the mirror dear”. As Jacky stood in front of the mirror the woman stood behind Jacky and suddenly lifted Jacky’s breasts again. Jacky jumped slightly, the woman supported her big breasts under her bra cups, took some of their weight and separated them out. Jacky notices the woman’s bright long red nails and felt even more embarrassed as her nipples hardened a little. “See my dear the shape is so so much better like this” Jacky realised what the woman meant, that did look better. Suddenly Jacky became aware of the woman’s breasts lightly touching her lower back, they felt very warm. The manager let go of Jacky’s breasts and stepped away. Jacky felt a bit embarrassed about her half erect nipples. Then she noticed the managers were the same, so nothing to be self-conscious of after all, she tried to tell herself.

“Why don’t you just pop that bra off a minute dear. I’ll just get a bra that I think will be just right for you.” The woman disappeared from the changing room in a flash. It was a bit odd taking her bra off here but off it came. Normally she would just pick up a bra that was her size in QS and just drop it in her basket to purchase at the checkout. Not all this great fuss.

The manager was soon back with a bra in her hand, Jacky found it hard not to turn away or put her hands up to hide her nipples. The woman looked at Jacky’s breasts for a bit longer than was necessary as she removed the little hanging clip from the bra.

The woman fastened the bra at the back for Jacky and expertly adjusted the straps. Jacky immediately felt the bra was more comfortable and felt like it fitted better. The manager showed it to her in the mirror again. “See how much better it fits and looks” as she actually brought her hands up to the bra cups and adjusted them ever so slightly. Her hands were still there, she pulled Jacky’s breasts apart slightly. “See how more separate and better supported they are now” she continued finally taking her hands away from them. Jacky’s nipples could be seen pushing out the material right out.

“Yes it does fit very nicely, how much does it cost?” The woman rattled off the price, wow it was eight pounds more expensive than the one she’d ordered off the web, she could buy about 6 of her normal bras for the price of this one. “Uh thank you but there’s no way I could buy this with my uh… mother here, if you know what I mean. Sorry about that.” “No problem, no problem at all, if you ever want to look again or try another fitting you know where we are now”, the manager replied letting Jacky off the hook. “Thanks very much” said Jacky feeling guilty.

Her mother hadn’t been bothered about having to wait for so long she’d found it nice to sit somewhere different and watch the world go by.

Chapter 3

The internet bra arrived in the post the next morning, the postman knocked on the door, Jacky took the parcel from him and rushed upstairs to hide it in her bedroom. Her mother never even asked who was at the door, she was absorbed in watching some crap on morning TV.

“I’m just going upstairs to tidy my room” Jacky said to her mother 10 minutes later. She felt surprisingly excited about her secret purchase. She opened the package and examined it carefully. The quality was obviously much better than her standard cheap bra’s. She pulled her old top off over her head and looked at her current bra in the mirror, her flesh was squeezed in the cups and when she moved her body around bits of flesh escaped from bottom and sides of the cups.

She removed the bra and picked up the new one again, it was a front fastener, she hadn’t had one like this before. She put it on and adjusted the straps, it was immediately obvious it fitted her so much better. It didn’t push into her flesh like the other it felt and looked much better, her breasts looked even bigger but they were a nice natural shape now. She twisted and turned about again, even though more of her cleavage was exposed and the cups bigger it still felt better. Her tits probably wobbled about more but they somehow they felt better supported and the shape certainly looked sexier and nore natural.

She slid her old top back on over the bra and looked in the mirror again she looked a much better shape. She felt quite sexy and very pleased with her purchase, why hadn’t she tried something like this before. She slid the top back off over her head again then felt her breasts through the bra material while looking in the mirror. Her nipples quickly responded she could see them clearly pushing out the thin material of the bra. She thought about the bright red nails of the shop managers hands and wondered what she would think of this bra.

She flopped down in the bed and slid a hand into her knickers, she was quite wet down there. Her fingers quickly brought her close to orgasm, she slid her other hand into her new bra cup and squeezed her nipple as her other hand took her through a climax as she moaned quietly. She felt very satisfied, she hadn’t done that for ages and when she did occasionally play with herself it was normally in the middle of the night with her eyes closed and keeping as quiet as possible.

She lay on her back feeling very relaxed, then realised she could hear her mother calling her from down stairs. Oh bloody hell she thought, I can’t have even an hour of privacy with my mother around. She lay there defiantly for a minute or two before getting up and quickly making herself decent before going to see what her mum wanted.

The next day she wore the bra to work she almost felt disappointed when Derek was not there when she got to his office. She gave herself a mental telling off. She should be pleased that he was not there to make her perform her ‘extra duties’. She finished cleaning and went home, tomorrow was her first Thursday when she was to do the extra hour of cleaning. She wondered what that meant she hadn’t been given any particular extra tasks. It was meant just to give her a bit of polishing time, whatever that meant. She never did any actual polishing.

She wore the bra the next evening as well, Derek noticed the bra the moment she entered this office, her breasts looked that little bit higher and better shaped even though they wobbled a bit more in the bigger cups.

“Come here” he called, “you’ve changed your bra.” It was a statement rather than a question. “Sit down.” She sat on her now customary seat. He got up and went to her, put his hands straight on her breasts. “Nice” he said squeezing them gently. She realised she hadn’t tried to stop him, she subconsciously knew something like this would happen but now briefly thought, why am I letting him do this. He continued to fondle her breasts then took their weight a little in his hands.

“Is this the one I suggested?” he asked, she gave a small nod of her head in response. “Let me see” he said his fingers going to her blouse buttons and started to undo them. Uh this was going further then Jacky was comfortable with. “Uh I’m not sure you should be doing uh that sir” she said meekly. Derek liked it when she called him sir.

“It’s no problem” he reassured her, “just relax. There’s no one in the building, just you and me.” Jacky swallowed uneasily. He was right they were the only two there.

He felt her through the bra cup as his fingers undid the last button available without un-tucking her top. He then pulled the blouse open looking at her expanse of cleavage. The cups were much lower than any bra Jacky had worn before exposing a lot of flesh.

“Nice” he said again, “Stand up a moment” she obediently got to her feet, she couldn’t move back from him with the chair behind her. He was right in her personal space a good 6 inches or more taller than her.

“Put your arms up on my shoulders” she swallowed hard and did what he said. Oh god she could feel him un-tucking her blouse some at the front. Then felt his warm hands on her bare flesh just to the sides and under her breasts. a little shudder went down her back as he squeezed her ample flesh there slightly.

“Loosen my tie and undo the top button of my shirt” he said in his commanding voice. Oh god his hands slid along her sides a little feeling her soft flesh. Her hands went to his tie, she wasn’t sure how they were tied or adjusted, her dad never wore them. She pulled on the knot a little and felt it move; she pulled a bit more and saw how one part of the tie just slid through the knot. She was struggling with the top button and gasped suddenly as his hands slid right up onto her breasts.

She managed to get the button undone his hands slid back off her breasts and around her back on her skin under the top. He gently pulled her body against his her arms automatically going over his shoulders again. God this is much too intimate she thought as she felt her nipples hardening.

She tried to back away from him as he pushed the lump in his trousers against her. The chair was still in the way she was overbalanced slightly and suddenly slumped down into the chair heavily. “Cleaning time” he said. She knew exactly what he meant. She felt a bit relieved to be doing the now familiar job as her hands went to his flies. She thought he was going to get right out of control there for a minute.

Her hands never even shook this time as she undid his trousers; she was almost believing this was really part of her cleaning job now. As she got his hard cock out he adjusted the shoulder straps of the bra lifting her breasts a little higher. They were like 2 big soft shelves sticking out from this angle as he over tightened the straps a bit more.

He rubbed his fingers lightly over the ‘shelves’ as she started to lightly rub her lips along the side of his shaft. “Get that cock nice and wet babe” he ordered sliding his fingers into her cleavage. She jumped Hmm he’s never spoke to her like that before. She started to use her tongue on him as well, his fingers at her breasts were making it harder for her to concentrate on her cock cleaning duty this time.

When she closed her mouth around its head he slowly pushed right to the back of her mouth then this time pulled right out of her mouth. What’s going on today she thought. As if reading her mind he spoke. “Squeeze it between you cleavage Jacky, squeeze my cock in between your mounds. I want to feel your big mounds around it.”

Hmmm.. this isn’t cleaning thought Jacky as he pulled her cleavage open a little just above the front fastener of her new bra. I’d better not think about this she thought guiding the shiny head covered in saliva and pre-cum to the point he was opening between her breasts. He slowly pushed it in between her huge jugs the precum and saliva lubing its progress. The whole thing slowly pushed right into her cleavage right up to his balls. He slowly stroked in and out a few times the path became wetter and more slippery the more he pushed his hard cock in and out.

“Squeeze them together, squeeze them together with your hands” he ordered as he began to rhythmically thrust into her chest. After about 5 minutes he was really pounding into them causing her whole upper body to jiggle about. It felt great pounding into the big girl’s chest. He wasn’t going to bother moving back to her mouth he was going to fuck his load out between her luscious big tits.

He was thrusting hard at her now, she was hanging on wondering if he was going to break the chair she was on. Then a low growl escaped from his mouth and she could feel his cock pulsing and squirting its load deep between her breasts. He stopped after another minute breathing heavily. Jacky could feel his thing starting to shrink between her mounds and the juice starting to run from between them, but she was still a bit frightened to move.

He slowly pulled back and his wet cock slipped out from them. The goo was runing out under her breasts. He could see her big nipples were hard from all the action. He undid the front clasp of the bra her breasts leapt apart exposing the full extent of the sticky mess between them. He scooped a little up on the end of his finger and pushed the tip of his finger between her lips. She looked up at him nervously.

“You got yourself a decent size cleaning job here girl” he said. He used her blouse to stop the leaking cum from running onto her skirt then pulled her bra cups right open causing her breast to completely drop from them. He looked at them admiringly they were nice, bloody great and with all that sticky goo everywhere.

Jacky had sat passively so far, well as much as she could, but now her hands shot up to cover her erect nipples. Derek had liked what he’d seen and was amused by her actions; he decided to leave things there for today. After all there was always next time and he had just cum. She just sat there looking shocked he wiped his tackle off in her blouse tail and put it away. He took 40 pounds out of his wallet and tucked it into the waistband of her skirt. “Better get yourself another bra to match that one” he said as he left.

Jacky looked down at her cum covered front and shuddered; she’d really got into this deeper than she’d thought. She used her blouse to mop up the sticky mess as it was already coated in the stuff and she didn’t want it on her skirt, then rushed to the bathroom to clean up as best she could, her arms wrapped across her sticky breasts to keep them under control.

By Sunday Thursday night’s events had faded a little. Jacky was at another boring visit to her aunts again. Her mother and aunt incessantly talking, they seemed to be able to talk continuously about nothing. Jacky idly wondered if she should buy another bra, no she shouldn’t? It would only encourage him, but she did feel guilty about the money. Should she try to give it back? No she knew she couldn’t, it would be way too embarrassing.

Sam came into the room “Hi” he said before quickly going to the computer. He knew exactly what his cousin had bought online last week; after all he had got the confirmation email. He’d spent quite a bit of time over the last week looking at the sites other offerings and making his sheets sticky a number of times imagining what his cousin would look like in various items of kit there including the one she’d bought.

Have a look at this Jacky he called over to her innocently, better than listing to this drone she thought as she went over to the PC. “This is my favourite” he said as she looked at the screen. There was a black bra on the screen and you could easily see the models nipples through the thin material. The little rotter Jacky thought glancing at the 15 year old who had a big smirk on his face.

She could see it was the same company and was six pounds cheaper than the one she’d bought. “Shall I order it for you” he whispered in her ear joking, “I know what size” he continued, she could even hear the smirk in his voice. Stuff it she thought, I’ll shock him the little shit. “Yes do it” she whispered back. She smiled as she saw his eyes go big in surprise. “Really” he mouthed back feeling his dick jerk in his pants at the thought. She nodded her head barely perceptibly.

His fingers raced over the keyboard the purchase was completed in little more than a minute. Jacky was sort of impressed, that would have taken her 15 minutes at least. She was only 22 but realised she was stone age in her computer skills. Bloody hell she suddenly realised, she’d just bought another one, even skimpier and sexier than the first.

She needed to take her mind off it “Sam could you teach me a bit about computers. I’m crap with these.” “Sure” he replied, “Sit here and we’ll start”. She sat at the PC and he started to show her the basics. It gave him a great opportunity to checkout her tits at close range without her noticing as she tried to learn a little more about computers. Suddenly the afternoon was over time for them to leave. “If you want me to check out those bras to see if they’re any good on you I’m your man” he cheekily whispered as she got up and his hand ‘accidently’ touched her chest. “Cheeky brat” she whispered back but was sort of flattered.

Tuesday came around, things were beginning to fall into a pattern it was Tuesdays and Thursdays that seemed to be the ‘special’ cleaning days. Jacky deliberately wore her old clothes including her old black leggings. She was trying to give him a message, but once she got to work she wished she’d worn something at least half decent, she didn’t want him to think she was a scruffy tramp.

She felt sort of guilty when she got his thing out for cleaning again and it wasn’t fully hard. She tried especially hard then to give him a good feeling before once more he came deep in her throat. What she’d done seemed to work, he’d quickly got extremely hard and groaned loudly as he came.

The new bra arrived Wednesday morning; she sneaked to her room to try it on. Oh god it was almost like not wearing one, the dark material was so thin and see through. It didn’t give much support either, the material just stretched as her heavy breasts moved about. She put a top on over it and walked towards the mirror, it looked almost like she wasn’t wearing a bra.

As she did her work shift that evening, she wondered whether to wear the new bra or not tomorrow, she couldn’t get it out of her mind. As she finished the shift cleaning Derek’s office last she suddenly made her mind up. If she didn’t wear it on Thursday when would she wear it. It wasn’t like she had a boyfriend to impress or anything.

She took a bit of extra care getting ready for work that evening, she tried 3 tops over the bra before finally settling on the first one. Your only encouraging him, the little voice of her conscience kept saying, but on the other hand is was the only thing that broke the monotony of her life, at her mum’s beck and call during the day & cleaning offices in the evening, not a great life.

She took a deep breath before knocking on his door, then going straight in, she never waited for his ‘come in’ call today. He was still tapping away at his keyboard as she entered, he acknowledged her with a little glance and nod of his head. She felt a little disappointed that he never watched her walking into the room like he normally did. What was the point of the new bra if he didn’t notice it.

“Hang on I just need to finish this” he said not looking away from the screen. Jacky felt a bit embarrassed she hadn’t even carried in the token duster like she normally did when she came in on Tuesdays and Thursdays. She glanced around the big office then started to straighten things, finding little scraps of things to tidy. She wished she’d at least brought the duster in that was very presumptuous of her to think that she wouldn’t be doing any normal cleaning.

“This will take about another 5 minutes” Derek said still not looking away from the screen. Jacky slipped back out to her cleaning trolley a little way down the corridor and came back with a duster in her hand. She self-consciously dusted around the room; it must have been another good 10 minutes before Derek finished the report and emailed it on its way.

He looked over to Jacky, she was stretched up dusting a high shelf the other side of the room with her back to him. He watched her big round butt wiggling as she stretched up and rubbed along the shelf. Another week and I’ll have my teeth right into that butt he thought.

She realised the noise from the keyboard had stopped for a while, she turned towards his desk. “No special cleaning for you today Jacky” he said watching her carefully. Was that a flash of disappointment on her face he wondered?

“Come here I got something for you” he said as Jacky hesitated not sure what to do now. She walked towards her usual seat rather than to the front of his desk. Derek smiled to himself; she does seem to train up quite well.

He opened his top desk draw and pulled out a small package with a silk scarf loosely tied around it and gave it to Jacky.

She looked confused and her face coloured… “F… for me?” she asked hesitatingly seeing that the package contained what looked like a bottle of perfume. “Yes for you” he replied with a little chuckle, “put a bit of it on”.

He stood up from his desk as she struggled with the packaging. She noticed there were a couple of small cards in the box as well but just put the box down for now. She squirted a little onto her wrists and rubbed them together. She lightly smelt the aroma it was good, very classy she thought, probably quite expensive.

She picked the bottle up again and squirted a little at the top of her cleavage and gave a little giggle as she looked at Derek. She looked down again quickly feeling embarrassed. “Thank you” she said quietly, “its lovely.”

Derek picked up the silk scarf from the desk. “I want to play a little game, show you something, it’s something nice, nothing to worry about” Jacky didn’t know what to do she glanced at the scarf in his hand, she felt a sort of sexual tension in the air. “Don’t worry it’s just a bit of fun” he continued leaning her back against his desk.

“Just perch yourself on the edge of the desk there” he continued. Oh god what’s he up to now thought a worried Jacky. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down slightly. She bent her legs and rested her butt on the edge of the desk.

“That’s great” said Derek encouragingly, “Just close your eyes for a second dear.” Oh god no.. no thought Jacky as she watched him take two corners of the scarf and twirl it round causing the scarf to roll up. She closed her eyes as the scarf approached. He tied it over her eyes, lightly at the back of her head. Jacky was breathing heavily almost panicking. She opened her eyes a little and saw that she could still see out if she looked down. This eased her panic a little.

She tried to take a slow deep breath; Derek was speaking quietly and calmly. “That’s it slow deep breaths… yes nice and slow” Derek was gently holding her shoulders trying to reassure her. He leaned in close and peered down her cleavage. “That’s good… that’s good” he breathed quietly. She felt his hot breath on her cleavage, she thought she shouldn’t have left that extra button undone, but strangely she now felt slightly calmer.

“Slowly breathe in the smell of that perfume, isn’t it nice” he continued gently rubbing her shoulders. She could look down at her body seeing her cleavage and heaving breasts, she could even see part of her skirt below that. She realised the bridge of her nose was stopping the scarf from completely blocking her vision she would have really panicked without that. He was massaging her shoulders, she relaxed a fraction more, the smell wafting up from her cleavage was nice as well. It was scary but exciting, she sensed him move a little closer and felt his hands slowly massaging down off her shoulders to the top of her back. His strong fingers kneading the tight muscles there she slowly relaxed them.

“That’s better” Derek encouraged feeling the tension ebbing. His fingers slowly moved back up onto her shoulders and then slightly down her front. His fingers changed from a firm massage to a light finger tip touch as they strayed from her shoulder muscles to the very top of her breasts.

“Keep calm” he instructed as his fingers worked lower now defiantly feeling the top of her breasts. She took a slow deep breath concentrating on staying quiet and calm trying to ignore his hands. Her eyes were closed making her more aware of where his hands were. She felt her nipples harden in anticipation as his fingers went even lower. The palms of his hands were starting to make contact with her now as well.

“That’s great” he whispered as he squeezed her breasts lightly. His hands moved slowly down and around the sides rather than over her nipples. She cracked her eyes open a little again, she could see his hands there and her nipples really sticking out through her clothes. They seemed to jutt out further than ever, must be that new bra she guessed. His hands were now down under her breasts. He squeezed and lifted them slightly murmuring appreciatively. She realised he was purposely avoiding her nipples.

His fingers were moving back up towards her sensitive nipples again he circled around them carefully. Jacky took and extra deep breath as he did it again. God she just wanted him to touch them now, grab them, squeeze them they need attention. She realised he must be looking at them carefully to do that without quite touching her most sensitive area. She took another deep breath trying to keep calm then suddenly breathed out violently as he finally took a grip of her nipples.

“Nice” he said quietly rolling the hard tips between his fingers and thumbs then squeezing them. Jacky was breathing quite fast now; no one had touched her like this before it felt amazing. She tried to keep her breathing under control as she watched the fingers playing with her nipples for a few seconds more.

The hands gave her breasts a couple of good firm squeezes then slid off onto her body below. Jacky felt nervous again for a second, he’s going to start removing my blouse again she thought. Only one hand was on her now, her beasts were tingling like mad. She heard his chair moving.

He squatted on the chair in front of her, God what’s he going to do now she thought peering through her little slit and tilting her head back a bit so she could see a little bit more.

His hands rested on her skirt covered knees for a second then moved down and massaged her big firm calves. He lifted each leg slowly in turn and placed them a little further apart, only a couple of inches, not enough to freak Jacky out.

He massaged her calves some more right up and around her knees as well. It was almost relaxing rather than sexual Jacky thought. The tingling of her breasts was subsiding a little. He spread her feet a little further apart again. Then between massages he did it a few more times. It dawned on Jacky that her feet were quite spread now. Her weight was on her butt on the edge of the desk so it wasn’t uncomfortable but she was geting nervous again.

His hands went up on her knees again under her skirt, she drew her knees slightly closer together keeping her feet where they were, he didn’t resist her but his hands slid up above her knees onto her thighs. He went a little higher very gentle, slowly. This was no longer a massage she was getting a tingly feeling between her legs, very tingly.

His hands were all over her thighs getting slowly higher, he gently parted her legs a little and she gasped as his hands slid up between them. “Uh… uh I don’t think you should be doing that” she gasped. He responded by gently parting her legs a little further then his hands went a little higher. “Aarh no!!” Jacky shouted a bit louder than she’d meant and clamped his hands between her thighs.

She was breathing quite heavily, she’d never been touched like this before. Okay she’d had sex before but never experienced a build up like this. “You.. you’d better stop now… you ..you shouldn’t be doing this. I’m.. i’m just the office cleaner.” She stammered.

“Your heading for the best part, I not going to have sex with you, I just want to show you something” replied Derek. Sort of surprising her with his response. He started to stand with his hands still wedged between her thighs. Oh god this was all too much for Jacky, what did he mean, she released his hands as she felt him moving.

His hands took hold of her breasts making her jump. “Trust me… just relax again” he said still fondling her breasts. She calmed down a little, except for her titties. “That’s better he whispered in her ear pulling her towards him and giving her a little hug. He’d pulled her slightly off the edge of the desk. His hands slid down onto her butt, he gave a quick squeeze there then before she had much time to react quickly pulled her skirt up then pushed her gently back onto the desk edge. Oh my god what’s he doing, Jacky was feeling quite panicky again.

He put an arm around her and held her to him “Relaxxxxssss” he whispered quietly. She gave another little gasp as his hand came back onto the front of her bare thigh now. “Nice legs” he whispered.

He was gently stroking the front of her thigh right up to her knickers. He pulled his head away from her for a second and looked down. He could see that the crotch of her knickers was very very wet. He continued to stroke the front of her thigh gently; she made little murmuring sounds with each breath. Her body felt so, so hot and tingly.

“That’s good, that’s a good girl, stay relaxed he whispered and fleetingly kissed her on the cheek she was anything but relaxed. The hand that was over her back holding her to him slid down the back of her arm. “Take my hand” he whispered. She did with a little whimper. “Now spread your legs a little further” he continued still stroking her thigh with his other hand. He moved her feet a little bit further apart. “And again” he said quietly continuing.

“ooh.. ohh” she moaned as his fingers slid over her knickers just above her mound. She felt her hips involuntary push forward towards the hand. She move her feet a little further apart “That’s good” he whispered sliding his fingers down onto her mound. “Oh god” she suddenly exclaimed in a high pitched voice. “Oh god ..oh god” “Just go with it love, just go with it” he whispered lightly rubbing her mound through her thin knickers. Her hips were pushing towards it. The contact was too light, too much. She gasped for air then cried out “Arrh…” loudly as his fingers moved down and rubbed her fanny lips through the thin material. She struggled to get away from the hand it was too much, much too much. He held her firmly stopping her moving away. One of her arms was trapped behind his back, her other hand tightly in his she couldn’t stop him. “Oh god no.. no!” she managed to cry out as the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had hit her. She let out a high pitched scream as she came her whole body shaking. Derek kept his fingers still on her fanny lips for a few more seconds, she gasped desperately for air. He could clearly feel her engorged lips outline through the thin soaked knickers she was absolutely on fire down there.

He managed to pull the blindfold up off her eyes with his teeth as he still held her in position. she was still gasping for air as she looked at him blinking, her eyes struggling to focus.

She gasped loudly again as he suddenly slid his fingers into her knickers. “Noo” she cried out loudly. “Arhh… she screamed loudly as his finger slipped through her soaked lips onto the biggest clit he’d ever felt. She took a huge breath screamed and struggled violently as the second orgasm hit her, even bigger that the first. “Arhhh Noo!” she screamed. He took his fingers away a few seconds later and squeezed her to him tightly. She squeezed him tightly back for a moment as well tiers running from her eyes, then pushed him back. Her face was covered in sweat and tears “Don’t…”, she gasped “Don’t..” she said again. Her body was in complete shock still shaking. She shook her head slightly still gasping for air. “Don’t ever do that again” she finished, then grabbed and held him tightly to her. Squeezing him as tight as she could, a big shudder ran right through her and she finally began to relax a little.

Derek was also shocked about how it had gone. He wanted to give her a present and a bloody big orgasm without having full sex with her. It had worked, worked almost too well.

Jacky just couldn’t get the thought of what happened out of her head as she walked home half dazed 20 minutes later.

Chapter 4

It wasn’t until the next day that Jacky looked at the presents Derek had given her again. She pulled out the 2 cards and looked at them. They were some sort of vouchers for using in a Tanning salon. Jacky had never considered using such a place. The logo on the card looked sort of familiar. It suddenly dawned on her where she had seen it before. She remembered seeing the shop, it was at the very end of the high street that she’d walked past many times with her mum.

She read the information on the card again, shit she would try it out, she wasn’t going to spend all day with her mum yet again, her mum could fend for herself for an hour or two. She was going out, one of the cards looked like it was for some sort of introduction, the other for 4 tan sessions.

The decision immediately made her feel better; she changed into some better clothes and went down stairs to tell her mum. Her mum wasn’t impressed but Jacky decided to go anyway. She left the house walking down the road, a ten minute walk to the high street, it felt good to be out on her own striding along in the fresh air. Her mum wasn’t really ill, her weight and the trouble she had with her ankle just meant she couldn’t get out of the chair without some help. Jacky was beginning to realise her mum was taking advantage of her, trapping her into a life of looking after her when it wasn’t strictly necessary. She vowed to get out on her own more, so her mum was stuck in the chair for an hour or two, big deal she spent 16 hours a day in that chair anyway.

Jacky looked in the window of the Tanning Salon, you couldn’t actually see right inside the shop. The window was full of images of very thin bronzed smiling people enjoying themselves. She took a deep breath and went in.

It was very warm inside and there was a gentle hum of machinery and low background music. A very brown woman behind a reception desk smiled at her “Can I help you” she said pleasantly.

“Uh.. I’ve got this voucher which I think I can use here” Jacky replied fumbling in her bag to get the voucher out. She handed it to the woman. “Ahh one of our Gold Standard introduction vouchers, of course miss come with me.”

They sat on some low comfortable chairs that Jacky hadn’t really noticed. Jacky was surprised that during the ‘interview’ the woman asked her endless questions including lots of things about her skin type which she had no idea about. The woman guided her through all the answers.

There was then a small tour of the shop and the equipment and the services they provided. The voucher she had included a free manicure.

In the end she had two short tanning sessions with a manicure in between. Jacky had been surprised when the woman had suggested she use the machines butt naked so there were no tan lines. The only thing she wore in the machine was some odd looking eye protectors. It seemed weird she imagined herself being in a toast rack, fortunately the sessions weren’t long. She left the place showered and feeling refreshed. Her skin colour wasn’t much different but it had lost that glaring whiteness that most of it had had before. It has been weird sitting there in just a white dressing gown between sessions while the woman chatted and did her nails. She’d never had her nails done professionally before there was a lot more about good nails than she realised.

The whole thing had taken less than an hour; she thought she’d have a quick wander up and down the high street before going back. As she walked past the lingerie shop she felt her nipples tingle a little, should she go in and just have a little look around.

How embarrassing, she felt her nipples harden as she entered the shop. She quickly turned into the first aisle in case the manager recognised her again. Oops she shouldn’t have come in; the manager was approaching with a big smile on her face.

The manager was guiding her towards counter at the back of the shop. “I do hope you don’t think me too forward dear, but we’ve got this lovely line which I’d like to show you, their not that expensive either” Her bored looking young assistant smiled very briefly as they approached. The manager pulled out a small attractive looking bra. Why is she showing her that the assistant thought, it’s very nice but they don’t go bigger than a D cup.

She handed the bra to Jacky for a moment to look at. The manager was talking to her assistant “Why don’t you go and get us a couple of cakes from the bakery dear, we haven’t done that for a while, my treat, take the money from my purse you know where it is” The shop assistant shrugged her shoulders ever so slightly. Well if that what she wants she thought. As the assistant fumbled behind the counter getting the managers purse Jacky said. “It’s very nice but I was only sort of window shopping today and uh it looks much too small.”

The assistant left as the manager fumbled through their stock and pulled out the biggest they had, only a D. It was obviously still much much too small but she held it in her hand and guided Jacky into the changing room desperately trying to think what other nice bras they had for a woman of this size. There were none just that one she saw last time.

Jacky undid her blouse feeling even more embarrassed her nipples felt like they were getting even harder now, why didn’t they behave she thought. He skin still felt warm from the tanning machine earlier as well even though the shop was relatively cool.

“This is not going to fit dear but I can just hold it across so you can get an idea of what it would look like” Jacky wondered what the point was as the woman had said before, the most important thing about a bra is the fit. She dropped her blouse on the stool; the cooler air felt good on her skin and stepped out of the small open cubicle in her bra.

She was pleased she was wearing her original nice one. The shop manager looked at her bust admiringly. “I do like that bra you’re currently wearing dear, even if you didn’t get it here” she said with a little chuckle.

“May I?” she asked her hands moving towards the bra. “Of course” Jacky replied nervously wishing her nipples were not so hard and prominent.

The woman ran her hands over the bra cups “I hope it’s not too cool in here for you dear” she commented but knowing her nipples were not like this because it was cold. She gently ran her fingers along the edge of the cups her fingers lightly running along Jacky’s flesh. “The cup size of this is probably a tiny bit big for you but it suits you beautifully dear” she commented. Jacky’s nipples were tingling like mad, why had she come in here.

“Pop that one off dear and we’ll just get an idea of what this one might look like” Jacky’s fingers went nervously to the front fastener then quickly removed the bra. The manager watched this unblinking. “You have absolutely beautiful breasts dear, I hope you don’t mind me commenting” she said taking her eyes off them just for a moment to look into Jacky eyes. “Uh thank you” Jacky replied.

The manager held the bra up to her breasts. “Hold these to the side there dear” the manager said handing her the side straps. Jacky held them in place while the manager pulled the see-through cups over her breasts. It was quite ridiculous like trying to fit a training bra to a reasonably big woman.

The manager had done the best that she could, they both laughed. The manager was still taking the weight of her breasts in her hands and holding them towards each other. The both looked in the big mirror to see what it looked like. Jacky was looking at the bright red finger nails of the woman holding her breast up and together. They both laughed again there was no way that trying to put that bra over those breasts was going to demonstrate anything sensible. “Okay not one of my best ideas” the manager admitted, gently squeezing the firm flesh. “Well a bit of a laugh anyway” Jacky responded. “A bit of fun indeed” replied the manager in a slightly more serious voice and giving the breasts a proper squeeze this time. Jacky let out a little gasp.

The short 50 year old manager moved in front of Jacky. What is she going to do, assault me? it would be worth it thought the manager as she slid the bra cups that Jacky was still holding the sides of up out of the way.

She bent forward and gently placed her tongue on Jacky’s breast below her hard nipple. Slowly very slowly she gently licked up over the nipple. She was looking up into Jacky’s eyes as she did it, waiting for the violent reaction that might come.

Jacky just gasped loudly. The manager thought great quickly placing her red painted lips right over Jacky’s nipple. Jacky took another quick breath, god what it the woman doing. The feeling coming from Jacky’s nipple was amazing, as the woman expertly worked it with her tongue. “I’m not.. uh.. I’m not a lesbian” Jacky blurted just watching the woman at her breast. “I know”, came the reply as she moved quickly from one to the other tit.

Jacky noticed the red lipstick marks around her breast for a second, and then the red painted finger nails slid up and gently scratched around her nipple, her mouth still working the other. “Oh God” Jacky gasped quietly.

The manager kicked off her heels her mouth not leaving Jacky’s breast, she was suddenly 5 inches shorter a more comfortable height for what she was doing.

Jacky’s hand went behind the woman’s head and pushed her onto her breast more firmly, she was getting just a little too sensitive for that light touch. The woman took Jacky’s other hand and placed it on the side of her own breast. Jacky’s hand experimentally lightly squeezed the unfamiliar very soft flesh in her hand. Got what am I doing she thought.

There was a sudden ping noise from the shop someone had come through the door. Oh shit, shit thought Mary the manager, she reluctantly dropped the breast from her mouth and swiveld her body. Jacky followed where her eyes were looking, there was a security monitor she hadn’t noticed before showing two views of the inside the shop. They saw a woman and child had come in. “Watch them for a minute” Mary asked as her mouth went back to each nipple for a second or two, Jacky felt her bite them lightly making her jump.

Mary Looked into Jacky face, disappointment showing in her eyes and the red lipstick spread all around her mouth. She struggled to get her feet back into her shoes suddenly growing 5 inches taller again. “Sorry” Mary said stepping toward the changing room exit. “Hang on” Jacky said grabbing her arm. Jacky quickly used her fingers to rub the lipstick smudges away from around Mary’s mouth; it felt strange to be touching a woman like this. “That’s better” said Jacky. she heard a “thanks” from Mary as she rushed out to greet the new customer.

Jacky looked at her wet and lipstick smudged nipples they were still rock hard and tingling. She leant into the open cubicle, retrieved her bra and got dressed.

She dropped the small bra they’d been ‘using’ on the counter. She heard a very posh sounding woman talking to Mary about a training bra for her 10 year old daughter. She doesn’t need any sort of bra for at least the next 3 years Jacky thought looking at the young girl. As she walked towards the exit she heard Mary interrupt the woman with an “Excuse me”.

She called after Jacky “I’ll have something more suitable in stock if you come back next week” she called. Jacky turned her head and smiled in acknowledgement as she opened the shop door and left.

Jacky noticed the assistant coming along the road towards her with her bag from the bakery that was right the other end of the High street. Jacky wondered if the manager had deliberately sent her away as she quickly crossed the road to avoid her.

When Jacky got home her mother was asleep in her chair, the TV still on, she looked at her mother slouched there, she certainly was a big woman all around, but especially her tits, her mother’s sister had big tits as well, so they ran in the family, Jacky hadn’t really thought about it before.

So no problem being out for a couple of hours, she went into the kitchen and put the kettle on.

She had another tanning session on Tuesday morning, as she walked home afterwards this one had really worked, she had a light brown look all over now, nothing like the pictures in the window but the bright while skin of her old body was gone. Even her mother noticed when she got home. She looked at her daughter as they sat drinking their tea. Her daughter seemed to be changing over the last couple of weeks, going out on her own and she seemed to look and move with a little more confidence. Her mother felt slightly worried, she wasn’t going to go and get herself a man was she. She glanced at her daughter again there was something else, yes she was looking a little suntanned, oh god she has found a man and she’s using a fake tan.

“Why are you using that fake tan” her mother blurted out accusingly. “It’s not a fake tan its real” Jacky retaliated. “It can’t be its not been that sunny yet” Wendy continued. “It’s from the tanning studio, I uh… I got a voucher from work when they gave me the job permanently” Jacky answered, well it was sort of true. Her mother felt relieved, so that why she’d been going out a bit more.

“And I want us to get a sunbed for out back so I can keep it up when the vouchers run out. You could do with some sun and more fresh air as well mum.” “It would need to be a bloody strong sunbed for me” Wendy chuckled, “And I’d need a crane to get me on and off it” Her mum thought about it a little more, if it meant Jacky was home a bit more then they should get one. “Pass that Argos catalogue over to me love.” she asked.

They had a nice wooden one much too low for Wend but there was a matching strong looking chair with umbrella. “Let’s get one each of these love” she said to her daughter pointing them out to Jacky. Jacky lent over and gave her mum a little kiss on the lips. It normally took months of negotiation and argument to get anything for the house.

“We’ll have to go halves on the cost love” her mum continued, “Me and dad can’t shell out for it all.” Jacky looked at the price again, not too bad she could manage that. “Let’s do it now mum, let’s get it now. It will be a surprise when dad gets home. Tom will give us a lift to collect it.” Wendy thought for a few minutes, Stan her husband would be pissed off with them for getting it. But Jacky was probably right, if they asked Stan about it they would never get it. “Let’s do it” Wendy replied enthusiastically.

Stan was well pissed off when he got home, two bloody great boxes full of useless tatt in the middle of the living room which he’d have to assemble. When would they ever use these, they never went in the garden. He shouted and bawled at them, then hurt his foot as he kicked one of the boxes before departing for the pub.

Wendy looked a bit shocked, it was a bigger outburst then she’d expected bloody husbands she thought. Jacky looked at her mum then gave her a big hug. “Ignore the old man; I’ll put them together tomorrow.”

Jacky was hoovering one of the offices wondering whether she dared bathe nude in the garden, the house end of their small garden was very secluded with those high fences Stan and Tom had put in last year. “Ah!” Jacky suddenly cried out jumping with shock. Derek had suddenly appeared right next to her she hadn’t noticed him with the noise from the cleaner.

“Come through to my office now please” he said ignoring her reaction and turned on his heels. Jacky turned the hover off, her heart still pounding. Bloody hell, one day he’s holding me tight after nearly blowing my brains out with pleasure. Today it’s come to my office now Jacky.

Jacky took a couple of deep breaths and went after him leaving the vacuum in the middle of the floor. As she approached his office door she took a slow deep breath trying to calm herself. It was like being summoned to the heads office at school. What had she done wrong?

“Sit down please Jacky” Jacky sat on her usual seat. Derek enjoyed treating her like this, demonstrating who the master was. “Jacky just because I may give you presents occasionally I don’t want things getting too uh, well too… casual between us. Do you understand what I mean? I would like you to always to address me as Mr Stevens or perhaps sir. Yes sir is perhaps more appropriate.” Derek could feel his cock growing just standing over and talking to her like this. It was great having a tame ‘cleaner’ like this, why hadn’t he tried to set up something like this before. He stood over her patiently waiting for some sort of response.

Jacky was quiet for a moment, she hadn’t realised until now but she had been getting some sort of bond with the MD, some sort of well some sort of non work related affection. Okay he was a lot older than her but… “I understand” she answered quietly, “I uh… understand sir”.

“Good girl” he responded patting her on the head his dick had grow even bigger hearing her response. He bent forward and picked her hand up off her lap placing it on his bulge. “you know the routine love” he said in his commanding work voice.

She was already pulling down his zipper. He squeezed her breast through her blouse and thin bra as she finished getting his hard cock out. He undid the top few buttons of her blouse as she ran her lips and tongue lightly along his shaft.

His hand slid into her top and fondled her large breasts through the thin bra as she continued with her lips and tongue on the shaft of his cock. Excellent, bloody excellent he thought. She wasn’t even resisting his groping. He felt her nipples starting to respond, they grew rapidly. After tweaking the nipples he slid his hand back out. He undid a few more buttons then slid his hands down her blouse and released her bra catch.

Sliding both hands down her front now his hand slipped straight into her bra cups and took hold of the big firm melons. She reacted slightly with a sharp intake of breath then took the head on his cock into her mouth.

He knew he wouldn’t last too long, his hands were soon on the back of her head pushing her down onto his hard prick. She struggled to get the odd small breaths as he pounded into her throat grunting loudly as he started to empty his balls into her throat again.

He gave her 60 pounds as he left “Get yourself a shorter skirt… Black” and he was gone.

Her nipples were still tingling a she finished vacuuming the other office. She thought she’d buy a cheap black skirt, and then she’d get something else with the rest. She tried not to think about how she’d got the money.

Chapter 5

Jacky struggled to open the first big package on the floor the next morning. She retrieved the instructions and looked at them; the only good news was that no tools were needed. The screwdriver and Allen key required were provided so she didn’t have to raid dads sacred shed.

She flopped down onto the sofa next to her mum. “Mum you’re going to have to help, these mean nothing to me.” They went through the instructions together, they meant nothing to either of them. The first illustration started with a pile of bits, the last showed a completed wooden sun bed with wheels one end. It looked pretty good but how you got from the first to the last picture was a complete mystery to them.

“Well your dad never seems to take much notice of these hun. I think it’s mainly a case of trial and error. Think of it as a jigsaw puzzle”. “You’re going to have to help me ma, I can’t hold all these bits together and put the screws in at the same time”. Well they had put the bits together somehow. Stan was clear he wasn’t going to touch it when he got home. They would do it themselves, “well how hard can it really be” said Jacky putting a brave face on it, “Aren’t six year olds meant to be able to put this stuff together?” her mum never answered.

Jacky helped her onto the floor, they both knew it would be a bigger struggle to get her back on her feet later and they spread all the bits out. They played around trying to fit the bits together in various ways, having a bit of a laugh as some the crazy ways they tried to fit them together. At about the same time they both realised how the main structure went together. Then they had to work out how the fastening system worked. Another 20 minutes and they were building for real. Wendy held the components together while Jacky used the Allen key to fix them. With the basic frame done they stopped for tea both realising it was the best thing they’d done together for years.

Jacky had noticed how really big her mums tits were while they were working, shit they hung so low at times neither of them could see what they were doing. “Mum has all the family got big tits” Jacky asked as they sipped the tea. “Oh yeah all the women have big tits on my side, they all got big uh… big you know… things as well.” Jacky laughed “You mean butts mum don’t you, just say it, big butts” she teased laughing even more. “Well most of them have got big round butts as well but I meant.. you know, uh… clits” No Jacky didn’t know for a minute clits? clits? then she finally realised what her mum meant. “Oh funny buttons, you mean funny buttons” Jacky replied laughing and surprised thet her mum would mention such an intimate part. “Are they really bigger than normal?” Jacky asked curiosity getting the better of her. “Did you call them fanny buttons or funny buttons?” her mum replied laughing more, “Well I guess they could be called either” Jacky replied, a little red faced.

They both sat back and drank more tea for a few moments. Jacky was feeling brave they were having a great laugh, she still wanted to know more. “Well mum are our fanny buttons really big?” “Well I believe so J, didn’t you, didn’t you… you know have a look and play around with a few of your girlfriends in your teens?” Jacky was a bit shocked, did girls do that.

Her mum then did something really surprising; she pulled her dress up, pulled her knickers to the side and showed her daughter her fanny. She pulled her lips slightly apart and there was her clit in front of Jacky’s eyes. “Okay it’s not that huge at the moment but you know, once it gets excited…”Her mum trailed off. Neither could believe they were having this conversation.

“Is yours about the same” Wendy asked putting her knickers back in place. “I, uh, I think so” replied Jacky sipping down the last of her tea. She had a sudden urge to do the same; she pulled down her leggings and knickers at the same time and then showed hers to her mum. It certainly looked like a younger version of the same thing. “That brings back memories”, her mums said still looking there. “Playing with Sue and Brenda’s little clitties, they were a lot smaller than ours” “Mother!” Jacky replied feeling quite shocked, and pulling her knickers and leggings back up. Wendy suddenly realised something. “Jacky that suntan, it, it goes right to your fanny.” Jacky laughed “Yep and my butt too” she said giving her mum a flash of a good sized piece of butt flesh. They both laughed both having learnt quite a lot.

“Better get on” said Jacky standing up and dragging her mum to her feet. They got back down on the floor and back to putting all the slats on the sunbed frame. It was lunchtime by the time they finally finished. The finished thing looked darn good and they only had a couple of screws left over. “Who needs men” declared Wendy all they’re good for is DIY. and Stan couldn’t have done any better a job than this, and we never had to listen to 2 hours of his cursing”. Jacky managed to drag her mum back onto her feet and they carried it out onto the small paved are outside, it fitted there fine.

“I’ll appreciate this 10 times more now because we made it mum” It wasn’t that warm but the sun was just breaking through a little. “Go and get you bikini on love, try it out for 10 minutes while I get us something to eat.” Jacky rushed up stairs to find her stuff. “No rush I’m knackered, We’ll have to do the chair tomorrow” Wendy called after her.

Jacky found the bikini stripped off and tried to put it on. Shit she had grown since wearing this last. She just managed to squeeze the bottoms on with a struggle, but there was no way the top was going to do up. She threw on a thin white tee shirt and bounced back down stairs to show her mum. “Uh anything we can do to extend the straps of this mum, there’s no way I’m going to get this on like this.” Wendy took the top and looked at it. Then glanced at her daughter’s chest, she noticed her nipples through the thin stretched shirt.

Nothing we can do to fix this hun, you should have got one with string ties… anyway you’ll be ok topless no one can see you in that area”. “Yeah, I think I’ll need to get another one tho, these bottoms are not much better, there really digging into me.” her mum glanced down at them a grin spreading across her face “At least they cover your funny button love.” “Aw mum” Jacky replied smiling and giving her mum a little friendly push.

They sat in the kitchen, had something to eat and drank more tea. “You going to try out the sunbed love, I tied the mattress on it. I’ll clear up here”. “Thanks mum” she gave her mum a little peck on the lips and went to try out the bed.

It was strange pulling her tee shirt off over her head in the garden, her huge breast wobbling as they came free, she quickly laid on the sunbed. The thin high cloud meant it wasn’t that warm but she could still feel its rays on her body. She started to relax hmmm this feels good.

After 15 minutes she was feeling a bit chilled, her nipples were hard and she had little goose bumps. She scanned the sky, good the sun was about to break through.

Her mum popped her head out to see how it was going, her daughter lay there with her eyes closed in the sun, her nipples were hard. Her mum stared at her daughter, she had a good body. She felt a little guilty about how she manipulated her so she hardly went out. She should be living life more, but I need her, she’s mine thought Wendy.

She suddenly had another thought popped back in and up the bathroom. After a good five minutes rummaging she found what she was looking for, suntan lotion. It was an old bottle but she gave it a big shake on her way down stairs.

Let me put some of this on for you love, you don’t want to burn and ruin that nice tan.” “Uh okay mum, thanks” Jacky replied, her eyes squinting open for just a second.

Wendy squirted the lotion onto her daughters belly, Jacky gave a little jump “That’s cold.” “Soon be warm” came the reply. Wendy had applied much too much, she quickly rubbed it all over Jacky’s belly. Then her hands moved much more slowly as they moved up onto Jacky’s breasts.

Jacky never opened her eyes as she felt her her mum massaging the lotion gently into them. Wendy stopped added a bit more lotion then continued, the breasts were very slippery from the excess lotion. Wendy was now concentrating more on the hard nipples she was enjoying this. Jacky was feeling quite a buzz as well… “Uh I think they’re probably done now mum… I’m not Brenda or Sue you know” she said smirking but not opening her eyes. “You stop being so cheeky” her mum responded but reluctantly moving her hands up onto her shoulders and neck. There was nowhere for Wendy to sit outside and her back ached from bending over doing the oil. She went in to wash the stuff off her hands and to rest her back.

“Uh Evening sir” said Jacky as she entered Derek’s office, why did she always feel so nervous when she first went in. “Ah Jacky good. Come here love”. Jacky walked over to ‘her’ seat and was about to sit down. “No, no here dear”. Derek indicated she should stand right at his desk again. Oh no that’s where she was when he, when he was touching her a week ago. “How are you dear” he continued looking her up and down. “You didn’t bring the silk scarf with you?” “Uh uh I didn’t know you wanted me to” Jacky said defensively. “No your right, but perhaps we should keep it here dear. In my bottom desk drawer” Derek was getting to his feet right next to her. Jacky swallowed hard, oh god it doesn’t seem like its going to be a basic BJ evening she thought.

He stroked her face lightly; Jacky didn’t move her face still facing forward. “You’re looking very nice dear… God his fingers were now sort of cuppig her cheek still stroking lightly. Derek liked this part of the game, humbling her a little, keeping her a little bit ill at ease as the power he had over her caused his dick to start stirring.

“I see you haven’t got that black skirt yet, but you will have it by Tuesday dear” it was said as a statement rather than a question. Jacky nodded her head very slightly. His fingers slid off her face and on to the top of her breast. He squeezed he top of her breast lightly, still she managed not to react, he nodded his head slightly in acknowledgment and approval.

“I like the bras you wear now Jacky they are very nice but perhaps next Thursday we will try a week without one.” He didn’t seem to expect a reply Jacky kept her mouth shut. Her body was tingling. He was undoing the buttons at the front of her blouse now, and then his fingers lightly rubbed her bare cleavage. She thought he was going to fuck her tits again, she didn’t mind that too much, it was messy but at least she could breathe. She had the front fastener on again the one she wore when he did that the first time. She wondered why he didn’t have her sitting down.

He slid his hand out from her top and down over her large breast even this was enough to get Jacky’s nipples erect. His hand stopped, resting on her hip. “Were going to try something a bit different today. Nothing to worry about, you just go with the flow dear everything will be fine.”

Jacky had butterflies in the pit of her stomach and her breathing rate increased. Oh god what does he want me to do today. He was stroking her cheek gently again trying to calm her. He hugged her for a second. Then looked down at her with a reassuring smile. He took a breast in his hand and squeezed. “I know you enjoy our little games love.” He said then gave it another squeeze.

He dragged his office seat up behind him and perched on the front of it. Both hands held her lightly just below her chest. His hands slowly slid down her sides feeling the contours of her hips. He felt the front of her thighs through her skirt. Jacky closed her eyse for a few seconds trying to control her breathing. She couldn’t stop the tingling between her legs.

His hand slid down onto her knees then started working up her thighs again this time under the skirt. No please don’t touch me like last time she thought. Then felt slightly better as she realised her hands were not trapped this time, she could stop him if she needed to.

As his hands slid higher they moved more to the sides and he hadn’t got her to spread her legs this time. His hands were right up on her knickers now but just feeling the sides of her, feeling her width. “Lean forward a second dear” he instructed. Jacky leant forward off the desk, she thought he was going to have a quick grope of her butt but…

He pulled her knickers to the floor in one fast action. “Arh” she responded with shock. “No.. no you can’t do that!” she said. He was standing up again. He pulled her skirt up then gently pushed her back onto the edge of the desk. She felt the wooden edge of the desk against the top of her bare legs. “This, this is not right” Jacky was complaining but her voice trailed off meekly as he stood right in front of her and looked down at her. The look told her to shut up, she was frightened but stayed still.

He spoke surprisingly softly, he could tell by the change of expression on her face he still had her, still had her under his control. His dick was rock solid in his trousers now. He knew her fanny was exposed even if he hadn’t had the chance to even glimpse it yet. In some ways it made it more exciting. He squeezed her breast something she was familiar with to try and take her mind of her exposed lower body. “It’s ok love just relax, you need to trust me… Trust me.”

He was stroking her cheek again and leant his body lightly against hers. His hand went to the outside of her bare thigh. She jumped, her breathing rate increasing she was getting very close to panic. He had to calm her. He realised if she knew what he intended to do she’d be hammering at his chest screaming by now. He was stroking her cheek trying to calm her more.

He realised pulling her knickers off like that was a much bigger deal to her than he thought it would have been. He’d planned on fucking her today, maybe it was too big a step. He realised that all that special cleaning crap, she half believed it, a special duty of her job, being fucked, well it may be a step too far for her at the moment.

He looked into her eyes they were like saucers, her whole body tense, he didn’t want to end their relationship in one big mad fuck. “Stop worrying Jacky, I thought it would be nice to look at your sweet fanny while you did your cleaning.” Jacky took a big slow breath trying to calm herself.

For some reason she’d thought he was about to rape her, she needed to get a grip. I guess him looking at her fanny wouldn’t have been that bad. She sort of liked the way he lusted after her before she cleaned him, in an odd sort of way.

The look in her eyes had completely changed, the mad panic had gone, he sat her in his chair and rolled it right up to him as he now sat on the edge of the desk. “Cleaning time miss” Her hands went straight to his zipper… His hand streached out and touched her thighs a little but he kept away from her bush.

He stood up when he was getting close to cumming, undid her bra and fucked her tits to completion. Funny he could fuck her tits and mouth ok but not her fanny. An ideas was forming in his head as he came. He’d have to get her drunk or at least half drunk in order to fuck her for the first time. He was pleased he’d never forced her, always something to learn he thought.

As she finished cleaning him off the goo now dripping off her loose swinging tits onto her skirt. He said “Now you going to give me a quick peek of your fanny. She stood and lifted her skirt up smiling, she even spread her legs slightly as he watched, then dropped her skirt back down. God he really had to get in there soon, it looked so inviting, how naive could this girl be? This one was the tops. He had planned to give her a web address and some money to get something special for next week. He just gave her the 40 quid, “You’ll need to get your skirt dry cleaned.” As he opened the door he turned his head back. “Forget that no bra thing for next Thursday, try Tuesday if you want. Thursday come hungry and come to my office at seven. We’re going out to get something to eat.”

Wendy and Jacky set about building the chair the next morning. The instructions looked even more complex but it turned out to be easier. They had it done by eleven.

Chapter 6

Jacky and her mum were doing their usual amble along the high street, Jacky’s nipples tingled a little as they approached the lingerie shop again. “Let’s have another look in that bra shop” her mother said fancying a 5 minute sit down before their trek back home. If I go in there again mum I’ll end up buying an expensive bra.” “Well you do seem to have a lot more spare cash these days love” her mum replied.” Hmm so her mum had noticed Jacky thought.

Jacky wished she’d worn a better bra than the cheap one she had on as they went in. The manager almost beamed as she saw them but resisted the temptation of rushing towards them.

Wendy flopped heavily into the seat again, why didn’t more shops have seats like this she thought. Mary the manager could see Jacky had one of her poor bras on as she continued towards the counter.

“Uh I like to buy that bra I tried on last week” Jack said. “Oh that’s good” Mary replied, “you won’t be sorry, it fits beautifully. I’ll also give you a 10% discount love.” The assistant overheard this, well that’s a bloody miracle she thought, I only ever get a 10% discount very reluctantly from the boss.

“Why don’t you wear it now dear and I can make sure it’s adjusted properly for you.” “Uh ok” Jacky replied following Mary into the changing room.

“I’m so pleased you came back love” Mary was saying quietly in case her assistant was near the changing room door. “Why don’t you call in on a Monday…” Mary stopped in mid sentence as Jacky stepped from the open cubicle topless. “So beautiful” Mary said half under her breath looking at Jacky. After a moment Mary suddenly realised she’d forgotten to pick up the bra. “Just a second” she said rushing back into the shop to get it. Jacky stepped toward the mirror and looked at her breasts, her areola were dark but not overly so like some larger women and her nipples were large. Her breasts looked big but quite high and very firm for their size.

Mary rushed back in with the bra, she looked at Jacky’s breasts in the mirror, then into Jacky’s eyes reflected there. “They are so beautiful love” she said quietly. One hand and then the other gently squeezed and fondled them. Jacky gave a little gasp as they both watched Mary’s hands on her breasts for a few more seconds. There was something about seeing a woman’s red painted nails on her breasts that made Jacky flutter inside. Mary reluctantly removed her hands, her own big nipples were hard now. Mary felt so tempted to take one in her mouth again but managed to resist, her assistant was just outside and the girl’s big mum in the shop.

She picked up the bra and fussed around fitting it, trying hard to be professional again. “You were saying something about Monday?” Jacky said quietly her voice catching for a second, “I thought the shop was closed Mondays?” “Ah yes” Mary replied quietly, excitedly, “I thought perhaps that uh, that you might want to call by for a cup of tea?” Jacky thought it was a strange place to be drinking tea. As if realising what Jacky was thinking Mary continued. “I uh I live over the shop, my flat is over the shop” she explained. Her voice had lost its excitement. Why would a young girl like this want to visit on old bit over weight spinster like her?

Jacky was putting her blouse back on over the new bra thinking. They both looked at her improved shape in the mirror, her nipples were evident through her top now as well.

As they turned to leave the changing room Jacky said quietly “How about 10:30 would that be ok?” “Fantastic” Mary said in an excited whisper as they left the changing room.

Mary was all in a flummox now, she was even forgetting to charge Jacky for the bra. Jacky took out her purse and walked to the till. Mary suddenly realised and rushed to the till. At least she remembered the 10% discount thought Jacky as they shared a last second of eye contact before Jacky went and helped her mother from the seat and they left the shop.

It was a sunny afternoon so Jacky and Wendy went back out in the garden. Jacky hadn’t got her new bikini yet, so put her old very tight bottoms on. After only 5 minutes Wendy was already getting hot. “I think I’ll take my top off like you hun” Wendy said to her daughter, it’s very hot here. “Yeah do it mum but it’s not that hot, wait until next month then it should really start getting warm.”

Wendy took her top off then her big bra, it was weird being outside topless, she’d never done it before. She sat back in her chair, her huge very white tits resting on the top of her belly. She wasn’t comfortable in the sun; she’d never been a sunbather. After another 5 minutes she stood up. Jacky shaded her eyes and looked at her mother. God she was a big woman, Jacky made herself a note never to get quite that big.

“What’s the matter mum, you seem restless?” “It’s the sun love, I was never much of one for sitting in the sun” “Why don’t you put some of that new oil on me and then get us a cold drink. We should have got you the sun umbrella as well.” Wendy picked up the bottle and leant over her daughter applying the lotion. Jacky watched her huge hanging breasts swaying as she applied the lotion. Her mother did all her front then spent quite a few seconds massaging her breasts again. Jacky smiled, her mother had made her nipples hard. “I’m not Sue or Brenda” said Jacky with a laugh. Referring the story her mum had told her over a week ago now. Wendy slid her hands back onto Jacky’s breasts and gave them a quick squeeze. “You’re not too big for me to smack your bottom miss” her mother responded laughing.

Jacky rubbed her hands over her oiled stomach then her hands went over to her mother’s large hanging breasts rubbing a little of the lotion into them for a second or two. Her mother never moved back, the breasts felt very soft and heavy to Jacky. “You’ll need some of this stuff as well if you’re going to let the sun at these huge white zeppelins.” they both giggled. Jacky subconsciously pulled her bikini bottoms away from her hip slightly and rubbed. The bottoms were really digging into her. Her mum noticed there was a red mark there; the bottoms were much too tight.

“Why don’t you take those bottoms off, they’re much too tight for you. No one can see you in this part of the garden.” Her mum was right, she lifted her butt up and then slid them right off.

She saw her mum looking at her bush for a minute. “Slide over a bit hun” “What are you thinking of mother. There is no way two of us are going to fit on here” said Jacky smiling but never the less moving over to the very edge of the sun bed.

Her mother somehow perched one of her big butt cheeks on the sun bed next to Jacky’s waist facing towards her feet. Without a word she picked up the sun lotion and started applying it to the sides of Jacky’s hips. Jacky laid back and closed her eyes this was getting a bit embarrassing I don’t think mum should be applying the oil around there. “Oh” Jacky gave a little jump, oh her mother’s fingers were rubbing low on her stomach. This is going too… “Huh” Jacky gasped. Her mother’s fingers were right on the edge of her bush. “Uh mum…” Jacky started to say.

Her mum was leaning across her body, she rested one of her huge breasts on Jacky’s belly. God her mother’s fingers were gently massaging around the edge of her mound. Jacky half attempted to sit up. She flopped back taking a big breath. This shouldn’t be happening, this couldn’t be happening! her mother’s fingers were almost, almost on her sex. She took a big slow breath trying to stay calm.

Her mother’s fingers slid down onto her thighs. Jack relaxed ever so slightly. But then her mother’s fingers were now encouraging Jacky to part her legs. Jacky parted them slightly. “Uh

mum what…” Jacky gasped, but felt the warm sun on her fanny as her legs slowly parted. Jacky felt even more tingly as she realised her mum was now looking right at her sex in the bright sunlight.

Wendy’s fingers slowly moved higher up Jacky’s thighs and Jacky’s legs opened further, she was also pushing up with her hips slightly now. Her mother’s fingers ever so lightly touching her outer fanny lips. No this can’t be happening, not with my mum, but she spread her legs even wider now desperate for something other than the warm sun to touch her intimate parts.

She cried out quite loudly as one of her mother’s fat fingers slowly slid between her soaking fanny lips. She bit her lower lip and gasped trying to keep quiet as her mum’s finger travelled across her fanny entrance. Thank god Jacky thought; she never quite touched her engorged sensitive clit. “Oh my god no” Jacky squealed as quietly as she could as the tip of her mothers finger slid into her wet fanny entrance.

She couldn’t help it, she thrust her hips hard trying to get the finger to go deeper. She felt the nipple of her mother’s breast that rested against her was hard now, her hips flexed again towards her mum’s hand.

She was now breathing very hard her mum was laying more of her weight onto her but Jacky was flexing her hips more and more at her mother’s finger. She squeezed the finger hard with her fanny. Oh god her mum was taking it out now. Oh god no not now, not yet Jacky thought. It was quickly replaced by two of her mum’s fingers instead. Jacky let out a slow moan of deep pleasure.

“Oh yes” Jacky gasped as quiet as she could a minute or two later. Her mother’s fingers were now pushing in and out of her, slowly increasing in speed. Jacky’s hip flexing kept up with the faster pace. “Oh god mum don’t stop now, don’t stop” Jacky whispered scratching her nails down her mums back.

“Oh mummy, mummy, mummy” Jacky cried out as her mum finished bringing her to her peak.

Wend’s daughter gasped for air behind her as Wendy slowly removed her fingers. She felt so guilty, she so wanted to turn around and hug her daughter so tightly to her but.. but she really shouldn’t have done that.

She really shouldn’t have done it. With a great heave she surprised herself and managed to get back onto her feet. Now finally turning to face her hot sweating daughter, she felt such relief when her daughter smiled at her, her eyes were moist but smiling as well. “I’d better get those cold drinks” Wendy said quietly finally, giving her own little smile back.

They drank their drinks in quiet contemplation Wendy wanted to get out of the sun but thought she should finish the drink with her daughter first.

Thursday Jacky had trouble working out what to wear. She’d got the black skirt that Derek had requested she got, only a cheap one but it was quite nice and shorter, this one was a little above her knees. She didn’t know what to wear on her feet. Derek had left a note on his desk to her. It said be ready to go, from his office at 6:30. That didn’t give her much time to at all to rush around, empty all the bins and clean up any obvious mess around the offices. She didn’t want people complaining about her work. In the end she just picked a blouse at random and took her best shoes in a bag that she could put on just before they went out. She felt nervous and excited and got to work 20 minutes before her normal start time so she could get the essential jobs done.

She nervously got to his office 5 minutes early. Derek looked her up and down “Looking good” he said, she kicked off her work shoes by his desk and put on her heels. “Better put those old shoes out of the way” said Derek, we don’t want people talking.

They were just about to go and he paused. Taking the silk scarf from his draw he said “Try this around your neck” He took a step back from her and looked at it. “Yeah good, makes you look sophisticated” He stepped forward again and undid another button of her blouse. She walked behind him to the back stairs and then down to the small executive car park. There was a bleep sound and the lights flashed on a big posh silver Mercedes. Jacky swallowed hard as they walked up to it and got in.

Jacky had never been in such a posh car, Derek started the engine and drove out of the car park in silence.

It was quite a long drive to the restaurant, nearly half an hour, it was located in a pretty village with river views. Derek was a real gent when they arrived, “Hang on a second” he said getting out of the car then coming around her side to open the door for her. A waiter met them at the restaurant entrance and guided then to a table next to a big window overlooking the river, it was a great view. Jacky had never been to such a posh place.

They ordered their food and a bottle of wine. Derek tried to get Jacky to choose the wine but in the end had to choose for her. “Cheers to a pleasant meal” he said clinking glasses with her. They had a very nice meal Derek only had one glass of wine from the bottle as he was driving which left quite a lot for Jacky to drink.

Things were a little bit tense at first but soon Jacky was chatting away about her life and all her family. Derek seemed to be surprisingly interested asking quite a lot of questions. He did briefly mention he was married to a woman called Sarah during the conversation but quickly move on to something else.

AS they were both quite full on the main course and starter they skipped sweets. Jacky had been nervous at the start but felt a little disappointed now that it was time to leave. Derek was still being a gentleman. She kissed him on the lips as he opened the passenger door for her to get in. “Thanks that was lovely, the best meal I’ve had for well… ever” she said with a giggle.

Even driving back Jacky was still chatting, suddenly she realised they were turning back into the directors car park. “How about one of my special cleans before you go” Jacky said with a giggle, never dreaming she would ever encourage him like that. She even took his hand as they went up through the deserted building to his office.

They got to his desk she put her arms around his shoulders and gave him a kiss again. He kissed her back. “You are one sexy little mistress” he said pulling the knot of her scarf then dropping it on the desk. “well maybe not that little” he continued with a little smile and giving her tit a tweak.

“Undo my tie for me love” he said feeling up the sided of her big breasts as she did it. It seemed a bit more of a struggle than the first time she’d done it. His arm went around her and gave her a squeeze, then his fingers started undoing the front of her blouse.

“You shouldn’t be doing that naughty” she giggled. Derek thought she seemed taller today, her legs longer, then he remembered the heels. One of her hands slid down his body then onto his trousers as he fondled her breast. She gave his growing bulge a little squeeze and laughed again.

Derek squeezed her tightly to him his hands sliding down onto her high buttocks and squeezing her against him. She felt his bulge push right against her mound. She laughed again but with a tiny hint of concern in the laugh this time.

He pulled back a little his hand sliding down the centre of her body. It stopped at the very top of her bush rubbing lightly through the skirt. “Don’t worry I’m not going to do what I did before” he said seeing some concern returning to her eyes. His fingers slid a little lower he gently felt her mound through her skirt. Jacky felt a shiver run down her back but also her body responded to his touch.

“You should not be touching your cleaning girl there should you sir” she said with a little smile “You’re right he responded, let’s have a look at those lovely legs instead and see what they feel like” she stalled for a second slowly thinking. “I think the answer you’re looking for is ‘yes sir’ isn’t it” he said smiling trying to keep things light. “Uh, Yes sir, of course sir” he replied with a nervous giggle.

He pulled her skirt up and tucked the hem into its waist band. “Hmmm just as I thought” he said pulling an exaggerated puzzled face. “What?” she said. “They’re Grrreat” he smiled, his hand going to the front of her thigh. “I’m going to have a little peek at you bush again missy” he said, “I only saw it fleetingly before” His hands were already going to her knickers.

Oh god I guess a little peek won’t hurt Jacky said to herself but still felt a little panicky. He did look up at her face for approval before going any further; he knew it would be hard for her to turn him down after the meal. She gave a little nod. Her knickers were off in a few seconds. “Hmm nice” he said looking at her bush but not touching it. He gently pushed his body against hers had hugged her. She gave him a little nervous hug back. She felt the roughness of his trouser material against her bare bush. It was making her hot between her legs feeling the rough material rubbing there.

He hugged her a bit more and had a little feel of her breasts, trying to get her used to having her lower body exposed like this. It felt good, this was going to be the day, the day he entered her. They’d had a good meal, she had plenty of wine. God his cock was so hard now she knew she must be feeling it and its heat even though it was only lightly touching her at that moment.

He moved his hand down on to her bush for a second then moved it away quickly again before she could react. He started playing around nibbling at her lips, she relaxed a bit and started doing the same to him. He took the opportunity to lean her back against the desk and spread her legs a bit. He now stood with his feet between hers he managed to get her to spread a little more she was now showing some slight signs of nervousness again “Put your arms around my neck and relax” he said. “Isn’t it time for me to start the cleaning… sir” she replied but putting her arms around his neck anyway. “Soon” he replied “Well perhaps quite a bit longer” he corrected quietly undoing his trousers and managing to get his hard rod out undetected by her.

He rubbed the head of his cock along her bush, she gasped loudly and tried to move back the heavy desk stopping her moving away “You’ve go… you’ve got your thing out” she gasped, panic showing in her voice as he rubbed his hard cock along her wet slit causing another gasp, she tried to move her feet together but his feet were in the way. “Just relax love” “No, no, this isn’t cleaning” she cried struggling ineffectively to get away from him, god no she could feel his hot cockhead between her outer fanny lips. “It’s okay love” he said, quickly finding her entrance. “Noo!” she cried as he gave a thrust and the head of his cock entered her hot tight fanny. Both his arms were around her and held her in place. He tried to kiss her on the lips but her head was moving about. “Just relax love” he said, slowly pushing in deeper. “It’s only, it’s only a different special sort of cleaning.” she stopped struggling for a second staring into his eyes, they looked a bit odd through the water welling up in hers. She couldn’t believe it; she couldn’t believe his big hard cock was inside her, stretching her open.

“You know you were ready for it love, you’re soaking wet down here, very ready”.

She took a deep breath, she could hardly believe this, she felt him pushing even deeper into her. God it felt so hard and hot. She felt so confused; this was really happening he was pushing his thing right into her. She heard herself moan loudly as he pushed it in even deeper, it felt good, but… he shouldn’t be doing this.

He pulled back a little and pushed in again going in even deeper. She could hear his heavily excited breathing. “Oh god.. oh god” she moaned in confusion and pleasure. It really felt like he filled her. His hard bare cock sliding into her felt so good. Oh god bare cock she suddenly realised he wasn’t using a condom, or perhaps he was, perhaps he had slid one on without her realising.

She squeezed his cock with her fanny muscles causing a big groan from Derek. There was no way she could tell for sure but it felt bare to her. His thrusting was getting harder, more urgent. Jacky gasped loudly, his body touched her engorged clit at the top of his stroke now.

Oh god she could hardly stand this, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tightly. Gasping and moaning with each stroke, her hips started pushing toward him as well now.

“Oh god “Yes” Derek moaned. He thrust in even deeper Jacky could feel he was about to come. “Arhh” she cried out cumming herself then feeling his first squirt deep inside her, she knew, knew he didn’t have a condom on. She screamed out as a second high hit her feeling him squirting more into her. Derek was crying out as well as he emptied his load into her, she was so tight and perhaps so fertile it felt fantastic. The thought of her being fertile seemed to give him an extra high, even if it was madness, he couldn’t remember the last time he came like this.

They stopped moving, Derek’s cock still rammed into her to the hilt, they were both gasping raggedly for breath, both squeezing each other hard. She’d never had sex without a condom before, a shiver ran down her back, but she felt a deep confused excitement.

They slowly began to relax both basking in the afterglow but both starting to think about the possible consequences. Derek dismissed the risk quickly from his mind, after the first year of married life he’d been fucking his wife unprotected for years, she’d never fallen pregnant. They’d decided not to find out why, if it happened it happened, but if it never they both had full lives without the complexity of children.

Derek withdrew his now soft cock, his fingers went to her dripping cunt and scooped up some leaking juice. He pushed his fingers into her mouth. She looked up to him for a second then turned her eyes away cleaning his fingers. She felt a ashamed of herself, she shouldn’t have let him fuck her like that. But confusingly she also felt a loving bond towards him.

He pulled her chair over and sat her on it, his cum leaking from her into the fabric of the seat. He stood with a leg each side of hers she bent forwards automatically and licked the mixture of cum and her juices from his cock and balls.

He never looked at her as he sorted his trousers out; he stuffed forty pounds into her hand and left without another word. He was worried, he’d felt such an emotional bond he was afraid to speak.

A few tears escaped from her eyes but she was silent, was that it, had she become his whore. She sat there for around 20 minutes feeling strangely relaxed, relaxed and guilty, and then she quietly got up and sorted herself out.

She looked at the cum soaked chair and in a sudden burst of emotion kicked it over. It was there in the middle of the office floor as she left.

Sarah knew, knew the second her husband walked through the door, just instinctively knew he’d been with another woman. She made a snap decision not to confront him; she hopped up off the sofa. “Let my get you a drink love, you look tired.” she said heading towards the drinks cabinet to pour him a large G&T. Suddenly she veered towards him and gave him a hug, breathing in the smell from him, she could smell the sex and a light perfume. Confirmed she thought taking it much calmer than she thought she would. “You are working too many hours love, you need to cut back a bit dear” She was pleased to see he looked a little guilty as he went to change out of his suit.

She poured herself a drink as well and cuddled up to him on the sofa when he returned in his dressing gown after showering. They got through their first drinks quite quickly she go up and refilled them without asking if he wanted another.

Sitting on the sofa again she kissed him, her hand slid into his dressing gown and slowly down onto his soft dick. “We haven’t been naughty like this for a long time love”, she whispered in his ear and nuzzled his neck, breathing in the soft smell of his shower jell. At least he doesn’t smell used now she thought.

Derek’s dick was stirring a little, why today, we haven’t played around like this on the sofa for years. She undid his dressing gown and looked at her hand playing with his half hard member, at forty she wondered if he could recover enough to do it again. Her head went down and she gently licked his shaft. God she never does this, well perhaps he did get the very occasional BJ now and again in bed but normally only after she’d had a good drinking session and a bit of persuasion.

He was relieved to see his manhood was responding, luckily he spent so much time thinking about fucking Jacky lately that he always seemed to be randy. He imagined what it would be like having Jacky here on his sofa doing this to him. He hand went down and he squeezed one of his wife’s breasts. It felt so small and strange he’d sort of got used to Jacky’s huge firm melons. His wife was 38 now but she kept herself fit and in good shape. She was well toned and her B cup breasts were still good and firm.

“Don’t worry about me love” Sarah responded, “Just lie back and relax”. Derek laid his head back, still absently squeezing his wife’s breast as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. He even took a mouthful of his drink as his wife’s lips slid down over his now reasonably hard shaft.

No point in wondering why thought Derek why his wife was giving him this unaccustomed attention. He gasped with concern and pleasure as he felt his wife’s teeth bite his cock just below its head, fortunately not too hard. She got up off him smiling and took off her knickers.

She straddled him and ran his cockhead along her wet fanny lips. She was enjoying this she realised despite the situation. She worked her clit a bit with his cockhead; yes this was rather good she thought looking at her husband sitting there passively with his eyes closed.

She was rubbing his cock along the length of her slit again, she experimentally pushed it back further, right back to the sensitive area between her fanny and butt hole. Hmmm… she normally kept it away from going in that direction. She felt it had got harder; she pushed it right back so it touched her crinkled butt entrance for a second, and then pulled it forward again. That had given her a little strange jolt of pleasure and caused a little gasp from Derek.

She held it at her fanny entrance and slowly lowered herself onto it. It popped into her and she let out a little gasp. She moved her hand away and slowly sank down on it moaning sensuously as it pushed deep into her wet tunnel. She was normally quite quiet during their love sessions but today she just let the sexy sounds come from her. Wow she realised it made her feel sexier and gave her more pleasure as well.

She slowly pumped herself up and down on his cock murmuring on each stroke. Perhaps she had been neglecting their sex lives. She leant forward and put her lips to his ear murmuring and nibbling it as her tempo and excitement increased.

Wow this is bloody good thought Derek now thrusting up into his wife on each of her strokes. He came with a low groan squirting up into her. Okay it wasn’t a big load but he was pleased he’d made it. In fact it was the best fuck he’d had with his wife for a long time. He pushed the guilt to the back of his mind as he hugged her tenderly. “That was magic honey, thanks” he said quietly into her ear.

More chapters to follow…

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6