Date: Thu, 24 Sep 2009 18:28:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: TJ <nsa_top@yahoo.com>
Subject: Juice Job Shift 2

I'm of age and you should be too.  Respect the local laws and avoid
 publishing this under prohibited circumstances.  All rights reserved.
    Keep speech free!

-------------

I'd been waiting for the call to the office but a week or so went by and
not a peep.  Wondering if the original fantasy was now blown by the reality
crossed my mind, but as I relaxed into the hot waters of my tub to soak and
think, it was apparent that I had not changed that much.  I was older,
wiser, more confident, just better over all.  I crossed over from dread of
having to deal with a horny boss to the idea of boss-with-benefits.  Played
the two scenarios a few times and fell into a meditative calm.

I was feeling the pucker of my fingertips and the cooling of the waters
coming back to the world.  I took a deep breath.  My body began to float
with the added air.  My cock had responded to a nice long soak.  It was
laying across the top my thigh looking like a pink eel and my balls were
long and heavy.  I love that feeling.  It was that feeling that stopped me
from jumping up into the cool air of the bath room, too.  So I savored the
moment with both hands stroking my cock and hefting my balls in the palm of
my hand.  I love the floating and the gentle landing softly back into my
hand.  My cock grew hard and I rewarded myself with long continuous
strokes.  My cock head was responding and I squeezed it into a mushroom and
released it.  I could feel my balls drawing up to my body without my help.
that awesome sensation anticipating a shot of cum soon.

The cell phone was set on stun.  I was trying to keep the sounds down.  It
was tough trying to sleep during the day when i got home so I relied on a
hot bath and a hot solo stroke session to put my down for a few hours
before I headed back to the juice joint.  Yet, even though I was trying to
leave it all behind, the phone buzzed on the vanity.  It was quiet for a
few minutes and then it started up again.  I stared at the ceiling with a
cock in one hand and ball sack in the other and imagined that HR clerk with
the fucking perking tits and oh so slim waist.  What was up with her!  She
was all business but one couldn't help but watch her as she fetched the
forms and made her copies and she would stand with her legs apart while she
dug in the files.  The soft fabric of her dress laid in the crack of her
ample ass and left nothing to the imagination at that time.  She was a
vision! and then she'd come back to her desk and she always worm those
cross-over blouses that wrapped each breast and left a bit of cleavage for
the viewer.

And oh shit she wore this perfume, it must have had pheromones or something
in it because I left with a woody every time I had to go in.  I wanted to
make up some excuse to go back and sniff her out again.  Let's see what
could I change. Yeah, I could go in and ask her if all the forms were in
order. Make sure that she double checked them - maybe even get her to lean
forward and point to the check list in earnest while I take her in.  yeah,
I stroked, Yeah.  I'd just watch and she'd do her job.  I'd prepare by
wearing boxers and some baggy pants, wear a cock ring and stand back just
enough so when she would look me over as I read the files she'd catch my
crotch, full of cock.  I'd be nonchalant.  Agree with her that the files
were done.  She'd look at me, with my sex-flushed face and see sex in my
eyes.  Tell me ok. and turn to return the files and I'd grip my cock - like
I'm doing now - and strangle the tip - pull and push while she walks away.
My cock would be prepped for a nice stroke off in the stall down the hall -
but now, now I'm pulling my cock and watching the vision of her full ass
moving in my mind. Aw, yes!  I released my cock freeing it to spray my load
across my belly and chest.  I arched my back and pushed for the next two
sprays of cum.  They arrived and I sank deep into the tepid waters.  My
breathing heavy pushing the cool air all the way down to my exposed toes.
It was time to jump, towel and dive into the warm bed.  Attempting to keep
the orgasm sensation, I ran with my eyes nearly shut to the bed and took a
dive at the sheets.  Tossing the cover over and up to my nose.  I was still
panting with my heart pounding as I let my self go limp.

I love that sensation of quiet after exertions.  I dozed off to sleep
thinking - hmm that was good.

Nite.