“Alright, that is enough of that for now,” Mr. Anderson had said.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a fifty dollar bill. He tossed it with the remaining banana.
“Get yourself something to eat and then come back to my office once you are finished, okay, Sarah?” Mr. Anderson had asked “Then we will begin your real work.”
After she had swallowed the large chunk of fruit in her mouth, she nodded.
“Yes, sir, Mr. Anderson,” she had said “thank you sir.”
He waved his hand and went back to his business. Training this girl was going to be tough but he was still sure he would have lots of fun with her. Sarah left his office after taking the money but leaving the spare banana. Mr. Anderson scooped it up and ate it himself, eager for when she returned to his office and hoping she would still not back out of the deal. He got himself far too worked up now. Thankfully he did not have to wait too long. Sarah was eager to get the first deed done, mainly so she knew what to expect in the future. She came back into his office, well fed now and her stomach pangs gone and forgotten.
“Did you have a good lunch?” Mr. Anderson had asked.
“Yes, sir, thank you,” she had said.
“Good, now we can start with the real fun,” he had said, leaning forward on his desk “go and make sure my office door is locked.”
Sarah turned around and checked. No one was going to accidently barge in on them.
“It is locked, sir,” she had said.
“Good, now take off those clothes,” he had said.
Sarah nodded, a little shocked at how up front Mr. Anderson was. She wondered if all men just ordered their girlfriends and wives to strip. Sarah started to unbutton her sweater and she pulled it off, hanging on the back of the chair in front of Mr. Anderson’s desk. She pulled off her t-shirt next, leaving only a white bra between Mr. Anderson and her small supple breasts. Her face was bright pink. She started to reach behind her to take off her bra and then thought better of it. Instead she pulled off her skirt so that she was now down to her bra and panties. It was cold in the office.
“Mmm, you have a nice little body on you, Sarah,” Mr. Anderson had said.
“Uh… thank you,” she had said.
“Now come on, lose the rest,” he had ordered “do not leave me hanging.”
Sarah took a deep breath and then reached behind her again. She unclasped her bra and pulled it off with one hand, while covering her breasts with the other. Sarah dropped the bra to the floor.
“Come on and move your arm, you have to get over it or this deal will never work,” Mr. Anderson had said.
Sarah nodded, finally moving her arm away from her body. Her breasts were perky and very nice. Her nipples were small and pink and just begging to be sucked on.
“Now lose those panties,” he had said, licking his lips.
Sarah nodded again and slowly pulled her panties down her slender legs. Mr. Anderson could see her pink snatch and it was driving him crazy. She had a small patch of pubic hair just above it that he desperately wanted to run his fingers through. She kicked her panties to the side and stood before Mr. Anderson feeling more vulnerable than ever. She could not bring herself to look at Mr. Anderson in the eyes. Her face felt as if it were burning up. She started biting her lower lip, something she had often did when she was extremely nervous and it was turning Mr. Anderson on all the more.
“Mmm, a very nice body indeed,” he had said “you are a sexy young lady. I am surprised that you are still a virgin.”
Sarah did not know what to make of that.
“Now sit down on that chair,” he had said “and spread your legs for me.”
Sarah sat down, feeling so humiliated, but what choice did she have in the end? She opened her slender legs slowly, never before doing such a thing for anyone. She looked away and Mr. Anderson leaned over his desk to get a better view of her virgin pussy.
“Now touch it,” he had said, just over a whisper.
“Touch it?” she had asked.
“Touch your pussy, Sarah,” he had said “have some fun for me.”
Sarah was even more embarrassed, never having someone talk about her girl parts in such a way. She never remembered masturbating before and here Mr. Anderson was saying she had to do it in front of him. She bit her lip and put her hand between her legs. Her fingers found the tip of her opening and she started to rub it gently. It was not doing anything for her but it was obviously turning Mr. Anderson on something fierce. He was practically leaping over his desk. He finally stood up and came around in front and sat on the edge of his desk.
“Put your fingers inside,” he had whispered.
Sarah eased her forefinger into her pussy. It felt strange and violating, but Mr. Anderson had liked it so she had to keep it up. She had noticed his pants had a large bulge in the front and wondered if that had meant he was excited. Her finger was starting to feel very wet and she felt a growing warmth in the pit of her stomach. She did not know what this had meant.
“Oh yeah,” Mr. Anderson had whispered.
He unzipped his pants and for the first time in Sarah’s life she had seen what a man had looked like down below. His cock was long, thick, and hard. He held it in his hand as he watched her finger herself. He rubbed his cock up and down slowly and although Sarah was embarrassed, she could not help but look at the large member pointing at her. She wondered if he was going to touch her with it. She was sure that he would someday, but wondered if that would be happening today.
“Move your hand, I just want to look at your sexy little body,” Mr. Anderson had said.
Sarah did as he commanded and was now just sitting in the chair as her boss looked on, playing with himself. He stood up from his desk and moved a little closer. Sarah thought that he was going to press his manhood against her but instead his body started to spasm. A thick, white substance shot out of the tip of his member and landed across Sarah’s small breasts. More torrents of it blasted out of him as he moaned in pleasure. It was warm as it trickled down her body. Sarah had wondered if that had meant Mr. Anderson had finished. He breathed heavily for a few moments before sitting back against the edge of his desk.
“Okay, Sarah, that is all for today,” he had smiled.
She was so embarrassed, but incredibly relieved that it had been over now. He reached over in his desk and pulled out a checkbook. He wrote a fairly sizeable amount to Sarah and handed it over.
“There is your pay for today,” he had said “take any time off you need, but I want you back in here sometime during the week for another session.”
Sarah was shocked at the large number and Mr. Anderson’s sudden generosity. She may not have been so worried about this deal if she had known Mr. Anderson was going to come through so graciously. After cleaning up the peculiar mess on her body, Sarah got dressed and returned to work. As the week went on she did have to take a couple of days off due to her mother getting a cold. Even so, Mr. Anderson had not so much as made a peep when she returned. Although she did feel a little guilty, she decided that she should go pay him a visit sometime after lunch. She went into his office without knocking and Mr. Anderson looked up in a little bit of surprise.
“Can I help you, Sarah?” he had asked.
“Well, I was wondering…” she had started to say, still quite uneasy on the subject “if you would like my… my services today.”
“Back so soon, eh?” he had asked.
He knew that it was Sarah’s guilt that had brought her back so quickly, but he was not about to complain about it. Hell he welcomed it, the more she returned the better for him after all.
“Would… would you like me to come back another time?” she had asked.
“No not at all,” Mr. Anderson had said with a skivvy smile “now is a perfect time.”
“Would you like me to… uh… lose my clothes,” she had asked
“That would be nice,” he had said.
Sarah stripped down as she had before, taking
mind not to cover herself up. She knew Mr. Anderson would just ask her to move her hands away. She sat down in the chair and started to touch herself as she had before.
“You do not have to do that this time,” he had said “this time, you will be touching me.”
Sarah gulped. Mr. Anderson walked around his desk and sat on the edge. He unzipped his pants and freed his cock. It looked different than it had the last time. It was limp and hanging down instead of pointing at Sarah. She looked at it with a combination of shame and curiosity.
“Take it in your hands,” he had said.
Sarah nodded, feeling her face burn red once more. She grabbed his member in her small hands and found him to be quite warm to the touch. It was also quite heavy for how it looked.
“Rub it,” he had whispered.
Sarah started rubbing his cock and to her surprise it grew larger and stiffer at an alarming rate. Soon he appeared as he had the first time she had saw his manhood. He moaned softly as her small fingers ran up and down his shaft.
“Now put your mouth on it,” he had said.
“My… my mouth?” she had asked.
Mr. Anderson had nodded. Sarah never heard of such a thing. She started kissing the side of his dick up and down, not quite grasping the concept of oral sex. Mr. Anderson grabbed her head and held it directly in front of him.
“Open your mouth, girl,” he had ordered.
Sarah did so and soon his cock was sliding down her throat. She almost gagged and could feel tears sliding down her cheek. She pulled away and started to cough.
“Hmm, looks like you will need more work before we can do that,” he had said “stand up.”
Sarah did so, feeling even more embarrassed. Apparently she had messed up doing something. Mr. Anderson grabbed her and pushed her over his desk. She was now bent over it and looked back at him. He was staring at her ass.
“That is one great butt you have there, Sarah,” he had snickered “now spread those legs. It is time to make you a woman.”
Sarah bit her lip. Mr. Anderson placed both of his hands on her hips and pressed against her. She could feel his large cock pressing against her tight pussy. It was forcing its way inside and soon she felt a stabbing pain down below. She bit her lip harder and grasped the desk as he sank deeper into her. It had felt as if he was never going to end when he had finally hit bottom.
“Oh yeah,” he had moaned “that is so nice.”
Sarah did not say anything, just tried to ignore the pain.
“It is about to get a lot rougher,” he had whispered.
Mr. Anderson started pumping in and out of Sarah’s small body, causing her legs to quiver with pain. She kept thinking about how she was doing this for her mother as Mr. Anderson humped her on his desk. She was experiencing no joy as she heard others discuss when they spoke of sex. She felt Mr. Anderson’s large hands move from her waist and down to her ass where he squeezed her tight. He moved more vigorously and picked up speed as time went on. She had prayed that it would be over soon and got her wish. Mr. Anderson groaned out and pulled himself free. She felt his large cock resting between her ass cheeks and squirting its essence onto her back. It was hot and wet and much more of it came out of him this time than it had the last time. He leaned forward, pressing his heavy body against her own.
“That was great, Sarah,” he had whispered “come back tomorrow.”
Tomorrow?! She was so worn out already. When Mr. Anderson got off of her, she struggled to clean herself before getting dressed and getting back to work. She did not want to have to return to him so quickly, but she knew she had to be there when he had asked her to. The next day came quickly, too quickly for Sarah. After lunch she soon found herself back in Mr. Anderson’s office and stripping off her clothes. This time, Mr. Anderson started taking off all of his clothes as well. He swept the papers on his desk to the floor and patted the top of it.
“Hop up here, Sarah,” he had said with a perverted grin.
Sarah sat on his desk and he made her lay back. He grabbed hold of each of her ankles and held her legs wide open. His dick, which had already been hard, was soon forcing its way back inside Sarah’s sore pussy. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, letting out a painful little moan.
“I do like the way I make you squeak,” he had said.
Mr. Anderson was no more gentle than the day before, slamming into Sarah’s body over and over again. As he did this, he brought her foot to his face and kissed up it before sucking on her toes. It was a strange experience but it helped her from focusing on the pain down below as he slammed into her again and again. He released her ankles and moved his hands up to her small breasts which he groped roughly. Mr. Anderson moaned out in pleasure, soon releasing her breasts and pulling his dick out of her. More of his sticky hot essence shot out of him and onto Sarah’s belly. A large pool of it formed on her belly button. Mr. Anderson scooped some up on his finger and held it to her face.
“Eat up,” he had ordered.
Despite really not wanting to, Sarah sucking her boss’s finger clean. It was salty and thick, like spoiled yogurt. Mr. Anderson could see that she did not care for the taste of his cum, which made him want to feed it to her all the more. He scooped more up and put his sticky fingers in her mouth. Sarah moaned in disgust each time he had done this and Mr. Anderson did not stop until her stomach was clean of his essence. When he did finish, he sat back down at his desk.
“I think you can take tomorrow off,” he had said to her.
Mr. Anderson reached into his desk and produced his checkbook. He wrote her another generous check which made Sarah all but forget the humiliation she had to endure.
“You can expect one of these every three times you service me,” he had said “and an extra vacation day each time alone. It is up to you as to how much you come back to me.”
Sarah looked down at the check and a shy smile came to her face.
“Can I come back tomorrow?” she had asked.
To be continued.
To be continued…?
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