THE HUMILIATION OF THE OBEDIENT SECRETARY
Young Sue Weston boarded the public conveyance coach and moved to the corner where her silent paramour “Alfie” usually waited for her presence.
She looked into the dark corners, but no Alfie was visible anywhere. Sue’s overheated slit was steaming in anticipation of the young lad’s adventurous strolls in her secret garden. His strong fingers had been giving her the most satisfying of orgasms each morning before her labors at the Commodity Office. The attractive young girl felt like stamping her foot she was so incensed by his absence. She quickly turned her uncorseted bum away from the groping hands of a middle-aged pervert who ogled her person with the most lecherous of eyes. Strangely, she knew only Alfie’s well-practiced hands would be able to bring her to that height of delight she needed so desperately.
The well-dressed young woman exited the coach at her stop and began to walk steadfastly in the direction of her employment. She did not need the job, but she wanted so much to be a part of the “real world” and not cloistered in her upper-class prison of maids and utter boredom.
When she passed the fish-monger’s establishment on the second corner, she saw the muscular worker who always smiled and greeted her with a cordial “Good Day to you mum”. It was as though he saw through her subterfuge and recognized her for upper crust gentry. Today she paused momentarily and responded to the large fellow’s greeting.
“And a good day to you, sir. I would be remiss if I did not thank you for your daily courtesy. Have you worked here very long?”
The man smiled widely exhibiting astonishing bright white and perfect teeth. Sue was a bit envious as her own teeth were a bit off from her daily consumption of tea or coffee. She was careful to stand well back as the man was using a dangerous looking knife to decapitate and clean a mound of fresh fish for the morning’s trade.
“No, I am Aaron Stern and I own this business started by my dear departed father Abraham. I see you pass me every morning, young miss, and I am most impressed by your grace of movement and the glow of your charm.”
Sue was taken aback somewhat by this discourse. The man spoke with an educated grammar and was not a worker but an owner of what appeared to be a thriving business. The fact that he might have discerned the bounce in her step from her early morning ministrations from Alfie gave her pause momentarily but she internalized that there was no possible way he could suspect her base instincts.
“My name is Sue Weston and I work just down the block on the corner in the Office building. I find that the scent of the fish each morning arouses my sense of smell in no small degree. I have a fond liking of seafood of all types including the wonderful shelled creatures in your saltwater tanks.”
The tall, muscular man called by the unfamiliar name of Aaron pointed his long sharp knife at the huge glass tanks and smiled as he replied,
“The lobsters are my favorites as well, pretty Sue. I plan to have some for lunch in my garden out back today. You are welcome to join me and partake of fresh long-tails from the sea. My daughter Ruth is the finest of chefs when it comes to preparing seafood.”
Suddenly, Sue felt a little tingle in her womanly slit.
Could it be possible this common person was making an advance toward her?
No, it was just too incomprehensible to even imagine. Besides, the lure of the succulent lobster was too much for her to refuse given the mediocrity of fare at the only restaurant in the area.
“I would pleasured to join you, sir. My lunch is at noon. Is that convenient to you?”
“More than convenient, young Miss Sue, just walk through the store to the rear and it will be waiting for you. Good fortune at your work this morning.”
Sue continued to the office with thoughts of tasty lobsters causing her mouth to produce an overabundance of saliva similar to the rivers of juices whilst performing with her mouth filled with throbbing man-meat. She had only performed that particular trick of most recent for her sometimes demanding boss, Mr. Nelson and the brothers, Stanley and Virgil, her co-workers at the auditing duties. She had been pleasantly pleased at her seemingly natural abilities in the process of extracting copious amounts of creamy cum from the rampant male members. In her own fastidious manner, she consumed the output right down to the last drop much to the delight of the other parties. She had been somewhat hesitant when Mr. Nelson presented his rump to her for her oral ministrations after a particularly energetic session bent over his wooden desk. She so much wanted to return the gift of hard hands on his plump middle-aged cheeks, but he was, after all, her boss and deserved a modicum of respect.
“Sir, do you expect me to present my tongue into your nether regions?”
The impatient overweight man only chuckled and pulled his arse cheeks apart for her easy access.
Sue was mortified but still she wanted to be adventurous in her acquaintance of those activities that seemed to be of interest to the common folk. She felt Mr. Nelson shiver when she placed her delicate fingers on his rear-end and moved her face up into the crack that exuded a strong earthy scent of male arousal and musky deep-hidden secrets. Her lips were gentle as they touched his puckered bung hole and she proceeded to kiss him all around the general area with little baby kisses and soft tender breaths from her mouth.
Mr. Nelson was audibly groaned in sheer delight as she tended to his anal desires. Soon she ventured to reach out with her pointed tongue and flicked the tight hole with an exploratory movement. She was astonished to see Mr. Nelson’s long cock stiffen to absolute hardness and clear drops of his pre-cum dropped steadily onto the top of the desk. She reached out with her hand and grasped the throbbing cock and began to stroke it with gentle measured movements designed to heighten his sensitivity to her probing tongue. Sue moved her hand now dripping with the liquid of Mr. Nelson’s pre-cum right back to his pucker hole. Quickly, she lubricated the tight little opening and even pushed some inside the brown eye. She was very satisfied to see the older man quiver and quake as she performed this decidedly naughty procedure. His excitement made her excited in return and she moved her other hand to her own slit to test the flow of female juices beginning to flow down the inside of her pretty well-shaped legs. She felt she had to make up for the missed opportunity with Alfie on the public conveyance this very morning.
Sue was already in the midst of a very satisfying orgasm before Mr. Nelson’s cock began to spurt long ropes of creamy white cum across the desk and right onto the picture of his wife and two children hanging on the wall. She restrained herself from giggling at that distressing display of impropriety.
The taste from Mr. Nelson’s bum was not all that unpleasant to Sue but she could only think about the lobster she was promised for her midday meal. She had really had no breakfast this morning and her taste-buds had only been challenged by the liquids from his rampant cock and the strange sensations from inside his tight little brown eye.
“Clean off the picture, Miss Weston and do not dawdle at lunch. Remember you only have one hour.”
She freshened herself up in the rest room and even brushed her teeth with the bit of soap on the shelf. Just in case Mr. Aaron decided he wanted to give her a friendly buss of some sort. Her visage looked normal even if she was a bit more flushed than usual from the humiliation of being required to address her bosses’ rear end with her ladylike tongue. After seeing the effect on Mr. Nelson, she could not wait to have her maid Polly do the same to her in the privacy of her bedroom. She was curious to see how she would react to the ultimate loss of anal privacy.
Sue walked through the fishmonger’s store with its narrow aisles and exited into a quiet little cobble-stoned garden with multitudes of colorful roses in every corner. Aaron was already sitting at a glass-topped wrought-iron table set with fine china and goblets of red wine. He introduced the young slender girl that resembled him to the utmost degree as his daughter Ruth. The girl looked at her with unshielded curiosity but with a sense of friendliness. The young girl quickly moved back into the store to give them privacy to enjoy the meal by themselves.
“Did you have an interesting morning at work, Miss Sue?”
Sue thought about the humiliation that she had only recently been subjected to and had to admit that it had indeed been “most interesting”.
She was so hungry that most of the lobster was already in her belly before she even said a single word. She looked up to see Aaron watching her with heightened amusement.
“Please forgive me, sir, I was quite famished I do fear. The lobster was fantastic. Your daughter is a fine cook.”
Aaron looked at her with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
“Her mama has been gone to her reward these five years hence and she has been the house mother ever since.”
“Have you not thought of re-marrying, sir?”
“No, I have been absorbed by my business affairs and have had no time for matters of the heart.”
Sue was struck by the tone of Aaron’s voice and the infinite sense of sadness in his eyes. She decided then and there to make his day a little brighter.
“Would you mind Aaron if I loosened my belt and buttons a bit to adjust for the way I shamefully stuffed my mouth with the delicious food?”
Not even waiting for an answer, Sue unbuttoned the top buttons of her dress allowing her full bosoms breathing space and they exalted in their release from confinement by jouncing up dangerously and almost revealing their already aroused nipples. Likewise, she reached under her dress and removed her petticoat and bloomers discreetly stuffing them into her oversized handbag. She did make sure that her lunch companion caught a glimpse of her knees as she relaxed her underclothing. When she lowered her gaze to Aaron’s groin area, she noted that his workman’s trousers had suddenly blossomed out by a rising tent as if a packet of yeast had been sprinkled inside his pants.
She smiled with a devious intensity safe in the knowledge that passion was certainly not dormant in Aaron’s lean and muscular body. Sue leaned forward to clink wine goblets with her host. She insured that Aaron got a good look down her cleavage and could not help her aroused bosom from heaving seductively right in front of his inquisitive eyes. They both arose and sat on the bench in the secluded part of the garden surrounded by the fragrant roses. It seemed almost automatic for Aaron to place his arm protectively around her shoulders. As they spoke of various things, she noticed that his fingers had fallen down to rest on the bare skin of her swelling breast. She was so conscious of the touch that her pussy began to ooze her female juices in a most unladylike way. Sue opened her legs and the scent of her arousal startled them both into frozen consideration of the extent of her obvious female desire.
Aaron guided her hand to the bulge of his cock and she shuddered not in fear but in anticipation of being impaled by the impressive male tool. Sue’s vaginal indiscretions were extremely limited up to this point in her life and she was as tight as a schoolgirl virgin. Her most recent excursions into things oral and anal were most informative but she knew she needed a fuller exposure to expansion of her sensitive vagina. Her dalliance with her maid Polly had already alerted her to the power of a genital orgasm even without the benefit of insertion of a fully extended male member.
Sue knew this was the perfect time to be put to the test. It was even more exciting because her erstwhile partner in exploration would be a mature man with extensive practice in pleasuring a female. She lifted her chin for Aaron’s kiss and the introduction of his frantic tongue into her willing mouth. The single-minded fishmonger lifted her skirts and quickly secured his objective inside her wet and slippery vaginal channel. His well-hung balls were banging against her tender arse-cheeks in a rhythm that made her orgasmic juices come quickly to the fore.
It was good timing that they copulated in such a swift and efficient manner.
The both reached the zenith of their orgasmic delight well before Sue was due back at her desk in the office building on the corner. She was rearranging her skirts and her person just before Aaron’s daughter Ruth returned to question them if they required any other items to complete their repast.
Sue could easily see the intelligent Ruth suspected her father was only too recently well seated inside his visitor’s steaming pussy. She did not care because the end result made her feel the most complete she had ever felt as a woman.
She hoped that Aaron would invite her back for similar midday snacks to inspire her sense of fulfillment.
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