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Doing It Rightthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:oral sex, 2999 words)

Author: Chrissie Bentley Picture in profile
Added: Aug 25 2012Views / Reads: 5688 / 3953 [69%]Story vote: 9.62 (24 votes)
I've never wanted to fuck my boss. But I was happy to blow someone else's.... (This almost went into "sex at work," and it fits into "older men" as well.)
 


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I like it when he tells me what to do.

Some girls don't. Some girls get really pissy, I've heard, if their guy starts giving them instructions while they're busy. And some girls don't like getting busy at all, so I guess it all evens out in the end. But I have to say, I don't understand them. Either of them. I really can't think of much I prefer to hunkering down with the guy of my dreams (my latest dreams) and well, hunkering down! And I can't think of anything better than hearing his voice soft and low, murmuring from above me, telling me exactly what makes him feel great.

My first lover, as opposed to my first boyfriends, was like that. He was older than me... a lot older, in fact, at least at that age when a few years were an eternity, and anyone over thirty was positively ancient. Al, by that reckoning, must have been Methuselah. If I was nineteen, he'd have been forty-four. He had a son who was older than I was, and a wife who was a lot cuter as well. For her age, hahaha.

I remember exactly where I was when I met him, exactly what I was wearing, exactly what he said. Bus stop. Raincoat. "Jump in." I was the new girl in my first job as an office temp, he worked in the offices next door to the agency, and it surprised me that he knew who I was. I'd only seen him as a face in the corridor; and he couldn't have caught more than a glance of me. But he saved me from the pouring rain, chatted lightly and amusingly for the twenty minute drive, and ...

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