She stood there before him, looking herself over in the mirror, and asked him a question. “So, what do you think is my…sexiest feature My boobs,” which she didn’t think was but thought he would say.
It was Friday, dress down day for employees, and of course she walked in like usual wearing another jean skirt. Another short one showing off her legs…the ones he thought exhibited one of the greatest pair of arousing flesh. She had one of the greatest pair of thighs he seen, ever. Not to forget the rest of her body, he thought, he wanted to taste each one, if he could, and soon. Because there was so soooo much to appreciate on her, on them, and on this young woman he had always told himself.
He, himself, was 32. She was what…maybe 21 at best, he figured Maybe, but she had so many neat qualities. Yes, her nice small breasts always seemed to “stick” out nicely. Yes, she was rather slender in many different aspects too. And yes, her hips and that ass…his mouth almost…almost began to water as he pictured her in one getup or another as she walked by his office and somehow, just somehow, he knew it was her.
He looked up from his computer. Mmmmmmmmm, god if only I could bite into that he told himself. If only…if only she knew…but how…how in the heck could I get her to know I know…I know…I’m a sick pervert he told himself. Not really but with her, he always felt he was. Shit, there…there she is again. Look at those legs. Damn, even her… Wow, she’s wearing a tight top…even her boobs looked like a great scrambled egg breakfast, he thought. His mouth seemed to water some more.
“Kelly, will you stop by when you get back…oh this is Mark. Thank you” he said.
What would he want, she asked herself. Why would he want to see me, she thought. But she stood and slowly headed to his office knowing full well she thought he was a nice guy and a good looking nice guy for that matter. She knocked on the side of the door. “Yes sir…you wanted to see me” she said.
“Oh uh…umm hi Kelly…sit down” he told her. She came in and adjusted her skirt, which he appreciated, and she sat down. He looked at her and smiled. “How is everything going lately Any problems you know about or you’re having” She said nothing noteworthy but there were always problems to be worked out. He thought…how can I get a date with her How can she and I…god, I’d love to do it with her…mmmmm.
“Is there anything else, sir” He told her to call him Mark and said so with a please added in. “Okay, uhhh Mark” and she tried to add a smile along with it.
“Got a boyfriend” he quickly threw in.
“Huh, pardon me” she said.
“Oh…nothing… I guess I wondered if you were uh seeing anyone at all” he asked.
“Uh no…no I’m not. I guess umm I’m single.” I wonder why he asked me that. “Why do you ask” It would be cool to uh go out with him but…but he’s so much older. “So is there a reason why you wanted to know”
He shrugged his shoulders as his eyes looked away. He looked back at her. “I don’t know. Well I do but thought no, she wouldn’t go for that.” She asked what he was referring to. He shrugged his shoulders again. “I don’t know…umm maybe going out on a date with me” he said.
“Uhhh what…you…and me…on a…on a real live uh date” she answered. He smiled and nodded and told her yes as he looked her straight in the eye. She said she wasn’t sure about going on a date with a fellow employee…one who is a manager in the company. He said any date they had would be kept between them. No one would ever know. He sounded convincing enough and she said “Okay. Now what…do you want my address or how would you like to do this I can meet you somewhere or what”
“Here’s fine…meet me back here at say…6:30” he told her.
“Here…in your office You want me to just come and meet you here in your office” she asked. It sounded odd and weird to her but she agreed.
Cool, he told himself. 6:15 came so he quickly changed out of his suit and put on casual clothes waiting for her to arrive. She came in nice slacks and a nice top but they didn’t show off all those “extraordinary assets” he wanted to see on her. Damn…well we can change that, he told himself.
“Well great…hi…I’m so glad you’re here” he said. She felt weird being at the office and wanted to get out of there. Nobody was there, except him and her. “Wow, you always look special. I mean nice…you’ve always got something on that stands out. Like today…that was an extremely nice outfit. I loved it…a lot.” He smiled and looked her in the eyes. She smiled back and then asked where they were headed off too. “Well you pick out the place, unless you’d just like to hang out here” which I’d much prefer. I mean we could simply undress and I could show you a fantasy of a lifetime, he was thinking.
“Want to…I don’t know…talk a little or do you want to go to a restaurant and talk there” she said.
He searched her eyes looking for the right moment. He couldn’t find it so he simply blurted it out. “I’ve always wanted to ask you this but know it can be, and I’ll repeat this, it can be a touchy subject.” She asked what it was. “Do you enjoy…sex at all”
She remained quiet and surprised and did not know at all how to answer the question. “Why” is all she said. He told her he found her to be quite attractive and adorable in many different ways. “So…what are you telling me” she asked knowing full well he wanted to have sex with her. The problem was she was a virgin. No, she had never ever fooled around with anyone but lately wanted to begin fooling around. Yes, she wanted to try things, but to go all the way… No she wasn’t entirely sure of that.
“Because…when I see you…when you walk by my office…something tells me and I don’t know where it does that at…but I hear myself saying…I’d love to have sex with her, but on her level.
“The truth is” he went on to say “when I see you walking around…you, your body…drives me crazy. You’re sexier then sexy to me, Kelly. You really are.”
She was silent as she took his words in. Then she said “Honestly…I am” He looked at her straight-faced and said yes she is. “I don’t…I don’t know” she went on to say. I’m not what you think I am. I mean I’m…I’m a” and she paused to decide whether or not she wanted him to know she was a virgin. “Mark, the truth is…the truth is I’ve never ever had sex before… I am a virgin.”
He looked at her. He held his breath. “I’d go real slow. We could go real slow. I mean it too” he told her. “I mean there isn’t one part of you…at all…I wouldn’t appreciate feeling, touching, and making love to.”
She sat there, surprised as hell, those words came out of his mouth, but inside…deep inside she grew anxious as hell to experience and feel the true nature of sex with him or someone like him. “Okay…then let’s skip dinner, go to your place if that’ll work, and let’s umm have sex…make love then” she said anxiously.
They decided and she agreed to drive separately. She followed closely and once in his neighborhood marveled at the nice homes surrounding his. Once there, they immediately went inside. She looked around asking him if he lived there all by himself, which he did. She complimented him on keeping it orderly. She loved the ornate nature of it. Lights were on everywhere, which in truth, drew away from the romantic nature she’d been conjuring up in her head. She also wished she’d driven with him.
He told her, once inside, how he loved how she dressed on Fridays, and she smiled showing a hint of reservation. He also told her that he loved how she dressed that day and she told herself well that outfits out in my car. “I loved seeing you like that. It…well it… It aroused me Kelly” he said. “Have you ever felt…aroused…turned on by something a man does, what he wears…something like that” She knew the feeling and every so often wanted to act on those impulses. He knew it was a time to really get to know her too. “Okay, so you are a” and he paused making sure he spoke rather quietly, in a more subdued manner “virgin. That’s alright. There are many women and men too who are virgins. Have you ever” and he paused again “played with yourself even.” She played with herself and was embarrassed to admit it so didn’t answer yes or no but by not answering him, he knew it was a yes. “So in truth…maybe your not a virgin.”
He looked at her, intensely and intimately almost. “That outfit…boy that outfit…when I saw you in it” and he closed his eyes to recall how she looked in it. The short, short jean skirt, and that button down blouse and her titties how they looked and how she looked well it brought him to want her much more “I wanted you more then you could ever know.”
“I have it in my car still” she said. You do…you do…that outfit, really Oh god, run and change into it. Let me show you something, he was telling himself. “I guess…I could go and get it. I guess I could go and put it back on…I mean if you wanted me too.”
He tried to maintained but failed. “YES, SURE…I MEAN…Yes, sure…I’d like that” as he tried suppressing a grand smile on his face.
She smiled knowing he loved how she looked in it and walked out to her car. She grabbed the top and short skirt she had worn and came back in. She asked where she could change and he showed her, but to him, it wouldn’t matter…those clothes soon wouldn’t be on her either, he figured. He smiled and showed her where to change- his bedroom was a fine, fine place to change.