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New Client is my Dad?

Subservient office assistant has to "service" her father.

This is a story about a office slut and her father. This involves cheating wife, so if that is not your thing then you will not like this story. I can't decide if I should leave this story as is or continue it so please comment with your opinions on that.

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I rolled over and reached for my phone so that I can shut off my alarm.

Thank god it’s Friday, I thought to myself as I laid back on the bed.

Unable to even open my eyes yet, I rolled over on my husband’s chest being cautious not to let myself fall back asleep. Just in case though, I always have three alarms set on my phone…

Yeah… I’m not a morning person.

My husband Neil wrapped his arm around me and pulled me tighter against him as he kissed my forehead.

“One more day,” Neil said.

I merely nodded in agreement while at the same time trying to snuggle in a little tighter.

Neil and I have been married for a couple of years. We met in college and instantly fell in love. We kind of rushed into life, but I wasn’t complaining. He was a sweet, loving, handsome and successful husband that every girl would chase after. He only had eyes for me though sooo… Jackpot!

We are both young professionals and don’t get to see each other very much, however. I’m twenty-two, and he is only a couple of years older than me with a strong ambition for success. He often works long days and late nights but it kinda works for me. Monogamy is not really my strong suit but he doesn’t have to know that.

If anything It makes me love him more. Nobody makes me feel the same way he does. But… anyway….

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

UGH… there is my second alarm…

“Fineeee, I’m awake!” I said to my phone before shutting off the second alarm.

I pushed the blanket off of me and sat up. I felt a chill as the cooler air of the room hit my naked body. I wrapped my arms around my perky 32C breasts trying to retain as much body heat as possible as I hurried to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I felt instant relief as the warm water rushed over my skin.

I finished my shower and started drying my hair when I received a text on my phone.

“New potential client today. BIG FISH! Likes younger women so dress sexy. We need to land this one," said the text from my boss.

I paused for a moment and looked at my naked body in the mirror. I always took good care of my body and loved to stay in shape. I'm 5’6 with a slim hourglass figure, flat stomach, perky breasts with cute pink nipples, and a small round and tight bum. I also have a pretty face with long super dark hair (almost black) and green eyes that my mama gave me. I wasn’t shy about it. I knew I looked good. I worked hard to look the way I do.

No problem, I thought to myself as I smirked. I got just the thing.

I finished straightening my hair and put on my makeup and headed to the closet. I walked right past my underwear drawers and headed straight for my dresses. I had the perfect little black dress that I just got the other day and have been dying to wear. I slipped it over my head and wiggled it down over my body. It was a black v neck dress that showed plenty of cleavage. It hugged tight around my torso but then flared out below my waist and sat just about mid-thigh. It was sexy but still professional.

Perfect! I thought to myself although something was missing. Oh, I know!

I reached into one of my drawers and pulled out a lace choker and put it on. Now it’s perfect! I thought to myself again as I looked at myself up and down while biting my lip.

I reached for a pair of black high-heeled boots and headed out of the closet over to Neil to say goodbye.

“I'm off. Have a good day sweetie,” I said as I kissed Neil on the head. He was still in bed.

He opened his eyes slightly. “I love you honey bunny,” he said.

“I love you too," I replied as I headed out the door.

I decided to drive to work today. Usually, I’ll take the train but when I wear a dress I tend to get a lot of unwanted attention. I parked my car and headed up to the office. It was still empty aside from a couple of other assistants and support staff. I headed into my bosses office and started getting things ready for him like his mail, agenda, coffee, etc…

I was bent over my boss' desk trying to organize things when suddenly I felt a hand reach under my dress and then resting on my ass, squeezing it slightly. I didn’t react though and continued what I was doing. This wasn’t an unusual thing.

“Good morning, Mr. Olsen,” I said as I quickly finished up.

“Good morning Lindsay. I love the dress,” Mr. Olsen said as he moved his had from my ass to my bare pussy, gently tracing his finger along my slit. “This is nice too.”

“I know what you like,” I said as I paused enjoying his touch and waited for him to finish.

Mr. Olsen (a.k.a. Mark) and I met at one of my husband’s work Christmas parties. My husband’s work is a client of Mark's and he had control over me the first time I saw him. He is thirty-seven, tall and handsome and just all around perfect. A power suit that knows exactly what he wants, and he always gets what he wants. Including me. My husband ended up getting a bit drunk at the party and Mark took full advantage of the situation. It all started with a very intimate dance and ended with me on my back in my husband’s office. He found out that I was looking for secretary work and offered me an assistant position. I needed the job and … well… there was no way I could say no to him.

It started out as just a job but his control over me grew. If he asked then I would do without question. It started out as only sexual favors for him but we had a possible client that we were on the verge of losing. He was always staring at me and flirting, then out of nowhere Mark offered me as a “signing bonus." I was not super happy about the idea at first but what can I say? I’m obedient. I ended up sucking his cock and we got a new client. And so the trend began. Usually I would just suck a cock or two, but sometimes sex would be involved. It was a last resort tactic, but nowadays Mark just offers me up like a cup of coffee. I’m not complaining though. I kinda like the feeling of being used. Maybe "kinda" is the wrong word… I really like the feeling of being used.

Mark finally moved his hand from my now damp pussy and sat in his chair and turned on his computer. I went to get him his coffee and pulled out his agenda.

“So you have a meeting at 10am in the board room and then lunch with your wife at 1pm. Do you know what time the VIP will be arriving?” I said as I made my edits to his other cancelled meetings.

“I think he is coming at 11am but I’m not sure. His secretary was very vague. She must be new,” Mark said

“Okay, well I will pencil him in for 11 then.”

The morning went smoothly and Mark's 10am meeting was quick. The board room emptied out while Mark worked on his laptop.

“We have a little time before the next meeting and I could use a little release,” Mark said casually while still working away on his computer.

“Of course, Mr. Olsen,” I said as I got on my knees and crawled under the table. It was a little awkward but I am used to it now. I got between Mark's legs under the table and undid his pants. I reached my hand in and pulled out his big semi-hard cock. Without hesitation I took his cock into my mouth as I have done so many times before. I engulfed his entire shaft running my tongue up and down the length of it. His cock grew in my mouth pressing into my throat. I worked my mouth up and down his now fully erect dick being careful not to hit my head on the table above me.

Knock knock

I paused for a moment with Mark's cock still in my mouth.

“Mark! Am I interrupting anything?”

“Hey, Tom! Not at all, come in and have a seat.”

Mark's hand reached for my head, pushing me down on his cock so I would continue sucking. That voice sounded so familiar though. I kept sucking and licking his penis like the expert cock sucker I was and pushed the curiosity out of my head.

I saw the chair beside me pull out as the man sat down. All I could see were his black pants and old mahogany leather shoes as he pulled himself and his chair under the table. His knees were inches away from me but that was of no concern. I was focused on my current task.

“You look a little flush Mark. Is everything ok?” asked Tom.

“Oh ya. My assistant is just taking care of something under the table,” Mark said with a chuckle. It sounded like they were good friends and this is something that was commonplace. It was a little unusual but who was I to argue.

“Ah I see. Judging by the look on your face she must be pretty good,” Tom said.

“You know me, nothing but the best. Would you like to try?”

“You know I won’t object,” said Tom as he undid his pants and pulled out his massive member. I couldn’t get over how big it was as I watched him start stroking it. I picked up my pace on Mark's cock as I watched Tom’s cock grow even more. I was mesmerized as I felt Mark tense up and blow his load in my mouth.

I swallowed every drop and licked his dick clean before tucking it back in his pants.

I could hear Tom and Mark discussing golf as I made my way over between Tom’s legs. I reached for his now fully erect and massive cock as he released it to give me control.

I started licking up and down his shaft, getting it nice and slick so my hand would glide on it. I stroked his now glistening cock still amazed by the size. I didn’t know if I could deep throat him but I was determined to try. I placed my lips on the head of his cock gently teasing it before taking it into my mouth. I bobbed on it a bit trying to take more and more into my mouth. My jaw started getting sore as the head of his cock bounced off the back of my throat.

“Wow Mark you weren’t kidding. She is amazing!” Tom said with a euphoric tone.

“You can have as much as you want. And she is only twenty-two.”

“Oh really? That’s the same age as my daughter,” Tom said

I almost choked when I heard that. This was getting strange now. The familiar voice and my dad’s name is Thomas. I was so confused and curious but oddly turned on at the same time. It was such a weird feeling but I tried to push it out of my head because I had a job to finish.

I picked up the pace now and gripped his cock a little tighter. I took his cock as deep as I could, but it was so big. I wanted to know so bad whose cock I was sucking. I tried looking up but he was tucked right under the table so was unable to see. He leaned back a bit and I tried looking up again but then suddenly I felt his cock pulse in my mouth, shooting his hot seed down my throat. I refocused myself as I licked his cock clean. I spent a little extra time making sure I didn’t miss a drop. I tucked his cock back in his pants did them up again.

"Wow that was probably the best blow job I have ever received,” said Tom. “Let me see what the girl with the amazing mouth looks like.”

“Of course,” Mark said. “Lindsay?”

I crawled out the other side of the table and adjusted my dress as I stood up. I fixed my hair and straightened myself up before turning around to face them. When I turned around though my stomach sank. There sitting at the table was my father with an equally shocked look on his face.

I was frozen unable to speak and the room was dead silent.

“She is beautiful isn’t she?” Mark said finally breaking the silence.

“Y…yes! Incredibly beautiful,” said my dad. I guess he wasn’t going to say anything so I just played along.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself,” I said nervously.

There was a moment of silence again…

“Yes I really did,” my dad said in a flustered tone.

I tried to keep a straight face and just smiled and nodded, but inside I was screaming WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?

“Well I think that’s all for today. I’ll discuss your proposal with my partners and maybe we could schedule a follow-up?” my dad asked attempting to keep a straight face.

“Of course,” Mark said as he stood up and shook my dad’s hand. “How about next Tuesday?”

I opened his schedule and checked the day.

“You have an opening between 9 and 11 on Tuesday morning,” I said.

“Perfect,” my dad said as he left the room.

Mark continued working on his computer and I took a seat beside him. I suppose I should have done something more productive but I was just so unable to focus. I couldn't stop replaying the events that happened to my head. Strangely though I was more aroused than I was worried. There must be something wrong with me getting aroused after sucking my dad's cock. I tried to push it out of my head and get back to work but I just wasn't able to.

Mark closed his computer and looked at me.

“So what did you think of Tom?” he asked.

“He was… really nice,” I said timidly.

“Just really nice?” Mark said. “Oh come on you must have something more to say than just really nice. He is exactly your type, he is distinguished, handsome and a has large cock.”

Mark was so right, he was exactly my type. I never really thought about it until now. Like yeah I did like the handsome younger power suit type guys, but nobody got me wetter than the George Clooney type. Especially if that man is as well endowed as my dad is….. OMG did I really just think that.

“Lindsey!”

I licked my lips as I savored the flavor of my dad's seed on my tongue. Oh God this is so wrong I kept thinking.

“Lindsey?”

I thought to myself what if this happens again. Or what the phone call is going to be like when I try to talk to my dad about this. I should probably just text him instead of calling…

“Lindsey!” Mark shouted. I finally snapped back to reality and realized that he had been calling me.

“Oh, yeah sorry what?” I said.

“Where did you drift off to?” Mark said.

“Oh sorry I'm just deep in thought.”

“Just really nice,” Mark said chuckling under his breath. I think he made an impression on you?

“No... No. Just another client,” I said sheepishly.

Mark moved his chair closer to me and put his hand on my leg.

“I don't believe you,” Mark said.

He slid his hand up my leg up to my bare pussy. He pressed his finger into me with ease. I was completely soaked down there.

“Just really nice,” Mark said again chuckling. “Stand up and bend over the desk.”

I quickly did as Mark asked. My wet pussy clearly put him in the mood.

Mark positioned himself behind me and lifted my dress over my ass. I could already feel his hard cock pressing against my opening. He slowly pushed inside me with ease. I bit my lip as my pussy begin to spread open for his cock. A surge of pleasure instantly shot through my body. Having a dick inside me at this moment was one of the best feelings I’ve ever had.

He started slow at first but then as my moans became louder, his pace went faster.

All I could think about was sucking my dad's cock. It was driving me wild and was about to cum already. This was so wrong to be thinking like this. In my head I was screaming no no no, but out loud I was screaming yes yes yes!

I was so stuck in my head and overcome with pleasure that I didn’t even realize when I shouted out, ”Fuck me, Daddy!”

Mark paused and said “Daddy? That's a new one.”

Oh shit!

“I uh...” I said flustered.

“Well why don't we just stick with Mr. Olson,” Mark said.

“Yes Mr. Olsen,” I responded.

Mark slowly started fucking me again, and then the phone rang. I grabbed the phone to look at it and it was Mark's wife.

Worst timing ever. I was so close to cumming.

“It's your wife,” I said, my voice jerking with each of his thrusts.

“Just tell her I'm in a meeting,” Mark said.

Mark slowed his pace as I answered the phone.

“Mr. Olsen’s phone,” I answered trying to maintain a professional tone while Mark fucked me.

“Hey Lindsey, give the phone to Mark please,” Mrs. Olson said.

“I'm sorry but he's in a meeting right now, can I take a message?”

“Ugh…just tell him I need to move our lunch up to 12.”

“Lunch at 12?” I repeated as I looked back at Mark seeking approval.

Mark continued slowly pressing in and out of me as he simply nodded.

“That will be fine Mrs. Olson, I'll be sure to let him know.”

“Thanks,” Mrs. Olson replied with a bit of attitude.

Bitch!

Mark's wife didn't like me very much however I don't think she actually liked anybody to be honest. I'm sure she knew that Mark fucks me but would never admit it. Without question she had a few guys on the side as well.

I hung up the phone as Mark increased his pace again. I knew he was close as his hands gripped tight around my waist. His movements became more erratic as I felt him tense up and shoot his load deep inside me.

No orgasm for me I guess...

Mark pulled his cock out of me and cum dribbled out of my pussy and on to the floor.

“Lindsey why don’t you clean this up and then we’ll get going. Don't want to keep the missus waiting,” Mark said.

“Yes Mr. Olson right away.” I went to go get some paper towels and cleaning supplies and quickly cleaned the cum off the hardwood floor. I gave myself a quick wipe too as I fixed myself up and went to meet back up with Mark.

The drive over to the restaurant was quiet at first until Mark finally spoke up.

“So where did Daddy come from?” Mark said.

“Uhhhh… it just kind of slipped out,” I responded.

I knew Mark suspected something was off. I'm not usually one for dirty talk during sex and I have always been a good girl type. Well… acted like a good girl anyway.

“Aha I see,” Mark said. “Maybe Tom triggered some daddy issues in you hmm?”

“Daddy issues?” I chuckled.

If only he knew.

“My dad and I get along great thank you very much.”

Which was true. Dad and I were always close when I was younger. When I left for college however, we stopped talking as much. Just the odd check-in phone call or text, and holiday gatherings. I guess we did grow apart when I started adulting.

“Whatever you say,” Mark chuckled.

The car pulled up to the restaurant, and I could see Mrs. Olsen and her assistant Jeffrey standing out front waiting. She looked annoyed as usual and Jeffrey was busy playing on his phone.

Mrs. Olsen (a.k.a. Cynthia) looked like your traditional trophy wife. She had long straight blonde hair, big fake tits, and an incredibly toned body for a woman her age. Especially a woman that has already given birth to two children. She did what most rich bored housewives do and started up a foundation for some sort of obscure charity, like the Foundation for Out of Work Hand Models or something like that.

I couldn’t keep track though because it's a new cause every single week it seems. In reality all she really did was just throw a bunch of dinner functions and parties. But it made her feel very important and you could see that this sense of entitlement went to her head.

Mark got out of the car and I followed. He went over to Cynthia giving her a quick peck on the lips. They look more like colleagues than they did a married couple to be honest. There was zero affection and it was like everything they did together was just to keep up appearances.

Mrs. Olson didn't even acknowledge me as we all went inside the restaurant.

As usual…

Mark and his wife went to their usual table while Jeffrey and I sat at the bar.

“So did you get fucked yet today slut?” Jeffrey said.

I giggled to myself. If only he knew how right he really was.

“Oh yeah, your mom's big cock does it for me every time,” I replied.

I hated Jeffrey. He was that weasel brown-nosing snob type I just couldn't stand. But he hated me to so it actually kind of worked out. Our attempted insults at each other were kind of like a mutual bond that we shared. It was kind of helpful because we spent a lot of time together during these lunch meetings or whatever meetings…

Jeffrey's face was glued to his phone so I decided this would be a good time for me to finally text my dad.

“So are we going to talk about what happened,” I texted.

Almost instantly I got a reply back. “What are you talking about?”

“Today at the meeting? Don't you remember?”

“I don’t remember anything aside from the boring old meeting.”

Okay so I guess we're just going to pretend like it didn't happen? That’s probably for the best anyways. I mean what really was there to be said? “Oh hey Dad, I sucked your dick…” “Oh hey daughter, I enjoyed it but we won't do it again okay...?”

I suppose this makes things a little easier.

“Well ok then… I suppose it was just a boring meeting. I’ll talk to you later, ” I replied.

At least the meeting had snacks! Wink wink.

I enjoyed my lunch and the rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I still couldn't stop thinking about what happened no matter how hard I tried. I just hope this doesn't make things awkward.

I got home around 5 and I was horny and frustrated. I went and sat on the couch and I moved my hand between my legs. I slowly traced my fingers over my slit. I pressed my middle finger inside me. I was so wet and I could still feel Mr. Olsen’s cum inside me. I started to drift off into ecstasy as I fingered myself.

I pulled down the top of my dress and begin massaging my breast. My mind raced with the day’s events. The thought of my dad's cock in my mouth was driving me wild. I was so lost in lust that I didn't even hear the front door open.

“Well hey there,” said a man's voice.

I froze and stopped what I was doing and opened my eyes. Standing there was my husband with a big stupid grin on his face.

“Long day?” Neil said as he dropped his briefcase and took off his jacket and tie.

“Oh hey I didn't even hear you come in,” I said as I quickly started trying to readjust my dress.

“Well hey don't stop on my account,” Neil said. “In fact, why don't you let me help you.”

Neil got on his knees between my legs and started lifting my dress again. He brought his face down to my thighs and begin kissing them.

I was flushed with embarrassment as I tried to stop him. Surely he would have been able to taste the cum in me.

“No no honey that's okay you don't have to,” I said eagerly.

“Just shhh,” Neil said as he started running his tongue between my pussy lips.

I felt so good that I completely forgot why I was trying to stop him. I needed to get off so bad and his tongue was just the tool. I just moaned and

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