I was working alone in my office one afternoon when I heard a sultry "Busy Bob?" What was I supposed to do? Standing there in the doorway stood Trudy wearing, well damn near nothing. Well, it wasn't as if I was too busy to gawk. After all, the curvaceous raven haired hottie I'd been drooling over since, well from the first time I lay eyes on her wore these silky ass hugging shorts that managed to leave a lot of very tasty looking ass exposed. And, a slinky tank top clung to clearly bare peach sized boobs and a pair of righteously jutting nipples threatening to punch right through that tank's thin fabric. So, while I ogled, she stepped in and started to swing the door closed. But, she hesitated, shrugged, and then murmured a thought provoking "OH Hell, no one else ever bothers to close it!"

Yup, it's one more story from back when anything was possible. Back then Trudy being twenty-two to my thirty-two wouldn't have counted for much more than my being the boss did. At the time though I hadn't done more than flirt, no doubt both shamelessly and obviously. But there she was; not on the schedule, but in my office and looking like an erotic fantasy come to life. I asked "What's up?"

Trudy answered by planting a knee between my thighs, leaning in, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me. Hope soaring, my cock responded to the provocative possibilities. I returned her kiss while running my hands up and down her back. And, with that kiss lengthening and threatening to go incandescent, well Hell, suddenly my hands were cupping her scandalously exposed ass. With the way she was leaning forward, her already short shorts weren't covering enough bare ass to matter. Naturally, I went for it, energetically and enthusiastically caressing that bare ass's silkily smooth curves. She moaned but didn't stop kissing me. But, she did shift, settling on her knees straddling me. Then, as I pushed a hand between her thighs, slowly stroking hot wet pussy through damp slippery silk she leaned back, hands on my shoulders, her "Oh God" a guttural gasp. And, well things got sort of frenetic after that.

Trudy had been recommended by her friend Patty, my store's new lingerie department manager. And there were stories; some from her High school years and some wilder and more recent ones too. So, that afternoon in my office, when Trudy leaned back and in one fluid motion yanked her tank top up and off, I hadn't been taken by surprise. But, reminding me that so far anyway I'd ignored her gorgeous honey colored tits, she arched her back and thrust them invitingly forward. Her nipples were dark and swollen. I leaned in and flicked the tip of my tongue over one and then the other. And then, while she moaned I closed my lips around one, sucking hard as I caught the other one between thumb and forefinger. I sucked hard and pinched even harder. She cried out, grabbing my head and squalling "Yes-yes" as I traded-off. I caught hard nipples, pinching and twisting as Trudy's tongue churned wildly in my mouth. Then, while continuing to tongue-fuck my mouth she caught and pushed my hands down. Taking the hint, I quickly tugged silky short shorts down long silky thighs.

Trudy clung to my shoulders, her breath coming in gasps as her hips churned around the fingers I had pumping in and out of her absolutely molten vagina. "You just better be planning to fuck me," she panted in to my ear.

"Patty says you're a screamer," I replied.

"Yeah, well so is she," Trudy shot back ahead of an even more sarcastically delivered "But then, you already knew that didn't you?"

I did, but answered with a challenge. And, when I growled a teasing "No cock for you Princess, not before you've cum for me anyway," I was already spinning a well lubricated fingertip over Trudy's clit. She was squirming and wriggling when my thumb took over for that clit stroking finger. And then, she was panting around a guttural "Oh God" as I worked a pair of fingers back up in to her. Well, she rode those fingers, her whimpered oohs and aahs confirming those probing fingers had found her G-spot. And, while Trudy wasn't exactly screaming she was most definitely cumming when someone called "Oops!"

It was Patty, and her snickery "Sorry" didn't come across as any more believable than that "Oops" had. "No really," she explained. "They need quarters up front!"

Trudy ignored her friend as she slid back from her kneeling position and stood up. Her shorts slid to the floor and she kicked them away. She was naked, her eyes sparking with mischief as she fired a sideways glance at Patty. But, those eyes were aimed at me as she settled to her knees in front of me. So, Patty was still there, and watching as Trudy's eager fingers worked to free my cock. She succeeded, cooing a breathy ooh as she closed a fist around her prize. I helped out, seriously eager myself as I pushed my pants down. She took me, her lips soft and smooth as they engulfed my cock's head. And then, she was sucking, her lips already on a downward slide. That slide ended with her lips snugged around the base of my cock.

Trudy's head bobbed like one of those bobble head dolls. I even helped out some, a two-handed grip propelling her head slowly up and down my full length. But, I was deepthroated and wishing I had a couple more inches to push in to her throat when Patty excused herself. "Oh well, gotta run; not that I wouldn't love watching Bob do it in your mouth," Patty gleefully declared as she headed for the door. Trudy didn't even look up, waving with the hand not cradling my balls. Well, I was disappointed, part of me wanting Patty to stick around. But then, just how disappointed can a guy be when he's got his cock stuffed deep in the hot wet mouth of a smoking hot cutie? Whatever, I wasn't so disappointed I couldn't manage a good-by wave. And that might have been that; except, Patty poked her head back in to my office.

"Stall all you like girlfriend," Patty called. "But, you know you're gonna have to Tell him!"

Trudy looked up, declared "Yeah, well fuck you girlfriend!" And then, she flipped her cackling girlfriend off.

Patty was gone. Trudy was jacking me off, and I was wondering if I dare ask. I dared; but by the time I got around to asking "So, like tell me what," Trudy's lips were fastened around the head of my cock. Well, at least her hand was still active, not that she bothered to look up as she murmured a resigned sounding "Trust me, it'll keep." And then, when she added a snickery "Yeah, and want to bet she'll be back," all I did was reach out and push her head back down. After all, I agreed, whatever Trudy had to tell me could wait.

Trudy nudged my legs wider. Then, with her hands resting on my thighs she began to treat my dick like a Popsicle. She licked, sucked, and even did some careful nibbling. I moaned, growled an expectant "That's it, yeah baby!" And, she stopped. I snapped a questioning "Hey," instead of the snarly, what the fuck ready to leap off my tongue. Luckily, that untimely pause lasted just long enough for her to pull my shoes off. My pants followed. And then, my balls were in her mouth and my slippery well-primed cock was in her fist. Well, it wasn't long before I was bellowing "Now!" Picking up on my less than subtle hint, she quickly lapped-up the trickle of precum leaking from my cock's head. Then, while looking me in the eye, she slowly licked her lips. She smiled; and then, she swallowed that ready to gush head. Only it wasn't a Popsicle I slammed up in to her throat, it was a throat clogging Creamsicle spewing its pent-up load straight in to that throat. And the only thing wrong with that was that I wasn't on my feet fucking her mouth at the time. But, doing the next best thing, I held her head pushed down as she did the swallowing an unfortunate Patty wasn't there to witness.

"Nice, but you're still gonna have to fuck me," Trudy informed me. But, by then she was sitting on the edge of my desk, braced back on her elbows, wide spread legs showing off an exceedingly tasty looking bit of wetly glistening pink as she asked "Huh, wonder what we can do while we're waiting?"

Just how smart did a guy have to be? Well, this one knelt, and started right in licking, going right after an already clearly aroused clit. Trudy gasped. I stopped. And then, well just for the Hell of it I suggested "I'd seriously love to find out if Patty was right, about that screamer thing I mean!" And, right after darting in for another quick lick, I confidently declared "I just bet Patty's got it right, and you know I'm going to prove it! So, well you might want to talk fast!"

Instead of waiting for an answer, I leaned back in, and began to swirl the tip of my tongue over some very wet and very tasty pussy. And then, I pushed my tongue in to her, absolutely loving the musky taste of her as I quite literally tongue-fucked her. Trudy gasped, pushing up in to my tongue's rapid-fire jabs as she began to explain. It came out in bits and pieces, but when she wasn't busy proving Patty had it right she did get it said. And really, I already knew she was looking for work, a serious job in her field of study. Trudy was an Art Major, with an emphasis on illustration. Unfortunately, anyway for me and my store's customers someone had made her an offer too good to turn down. So, a teary eyed, on again/off again orgasmic Trudy gave notice. Bummer, but even if that did make the afternoon's erotic romp some sort of consolation prize, I wasn't about to complain. Don't get me wrong, she was a valued employee, yeah; I was going to miss her. I told her so too; and then, proving there weren't any hard feelings I made her cum again. And then, well when she stopped screaming anyway, she panted out a practically breathless "More, oh God yes, do it again!"

Patty showed up in time to catch her friend's expressive third, or maybe it was her forth loudly proclaimed climax. I mean, who was counting? Well, Patty asked; so of course, I claimed it was Trudy's fourth.

Trudy called me a bastard. But then, she added a gleeful "Ooh, but it’s a bastard with a hard-on!"

Turning to Patty, Trudy glibly declared "Well, I told him; uh-huh, and now he's going to fuck me!"

Patty replied with a shrug and a "Good thing!" I agreed; not worried about just which way she'd meant it. But, by then Trudy had slid off my desk. She didn't say anything, and she didn't need to either. She had simply bent over my desk, resting her head on folded arms. Her legs were spread wide, and one very luscious looking pussy was, well just utterly exposed. It was one scandalously proffered invitation, and one I wasn't about to refuse

Patty was leaning back against my office door, which was just the way Trudy's head was turned. It looked to me like Patty wanted to trade places with her wide-eyed friend. But no; all she did was breathe out a sultry "Hard Bob, fuck her hard!" Right, like that wasn't just what I had in mind. Although, being an unrepentant glutton I did briefly contemplate the possibility of suggesting Patty get naked ahead of taking a place beside her friend. I didn't, and it wouldn't have worked with Patty anyway. But, if it had been Jackie, my store's erotically uninhibited manager standing there, well let's just say I wouldn't have needed to ask.

I wasn't showing off; but, I was, sort of anyway playing to our audience. Anyway, I took Trudy, entering her with a series of quick hard jabs, each one going just a bit deeper. My hands were resting high on her ass's cheeks, lifting, spreading, and pretty much maximizing the view of my, well my cock's jabbing penetrations. Trudy took them silently, right up to the one that had me slamming hard against her ass as I drove home a balls deep thrust. That earned me a gasped ooh, along with a cry of "Yes!"

Patty, I noticed was nodding. But then, I'd taken her bent over the same desk. So, of course I assumed she approved of the hard penetrating thrusts I was pounding in to her friend. After all, Patty had been bleating yeses back when she'd been on the receiving end. And, with Trudy loudly whooping aahs, I went right on treating her to, well let's face it a totally self-centered fuck.

The one time I tried changing things up by slowing it down, Trudy's pitched a bitch. The suddenly potty mouthed little bitch loudly complained "No, hard Bob! Ooh yeah; fuck me, just fucking fuck me!"

Patty snickered, and I did as ordered. And, the next time I slowed down it was only because I was franticly working to get my cum erupting cock back where it belonged. I managed; not minding one little bit that I'd left a rivulet of cum trickling down the cleft of Trudy's ass. Only, well seeing that sort of reminded me about a story Patty had blabbed.

It seems that the foxy young thing down on her knees working hard to catch her breath had spent one of her breaks out in the parking lot, in the back seat of her VW Bug no less. She wasn't alone. And I'll never believe it wasn't Patty who dared her. Whatever, one way or another one incredibly lucky guy got to take Trudy's ass in that back seat.

As the saying goes…oh well! But then, I did get kissed by Trudy. Hell, I even got kissed by Patty. And, it's probably a good thing they didn't share a kiss; otherwise, I'd have to write a second installment of this story. Anyway, I sure hope you enjoyed my little tale…take care and please vote!