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I had always fancied Louise, the almost stereotypical blonde secretary at the stationary supply firm where I had worked as a junior sales executive for just under four months. Tall, very tall in fact , perhaps 5’10”, with a great curvy body, long legs , her blonde hair setting off her great fresh face and ready smile.
Louise was what many would call “one of the lads”, she joined in the banter in the lively sales office giving as good as she got in terms of teasing, risqué jokes and lively banter. Often she would work late if members of the sales team needed urgent quotes or schedules for the next days meetings, ending up in the local pub for a few laughs and a quick beer before departing. On those occasions I had never heard her mention a boyfriend or husband, but at the same time never seen any of the guys make a serious pass at her or indeed her at them. So that was the situation when early one evening when most of the other staff had left, she was putting the finishing touch to a proposal for me. All that day I had been gently fascinated by the sight of her great cleavage, her boobs, nestling in the half cup bra clearly visible from her more busty that usual blouse. Earlier as I had stood beside her while she sitting was at her workstation I had a great view downwards, but knew that I was far too subtle in my surreptitious glances for her to ever notice. As she finished off the work she approached my desk, which with me sitting with my back to a wall, meant she approached from the front ad placed the document in front of me as she leant over to ask me about a particularly ineligible piece of my handwriting. I made a mental note to myself to be messier in the future as in front of me her boobs hung down, filling her bra but all but completely displayed in front of me through, and what a site, firm, full, fresh and probably a little larger than I had realised before. “Wow !” I remember thinking, feeling the stirrings in my designer suite trousers. Perhaps my glance was a little longer than normal, perhaps there was an expression on my face, but as our eyes locked and a strange, almost smile crossed her lips.
“Are you sure you can see enough ?” she said firmly. The momentary, almost electric, shock sent my thinking into overdrive, instantly I decided to make light of my indiscrete staring I smiled and replied “well not really actually, can you lean down a little more perhaps”. Louise lowered herself a little, her back arching upwards, show really emphasising he assets, I looked , her breasts looking lovely in their black lacy bra.
“is that better” she said , “better, much better I replied “ relieved that her demeanour appeared more playful than annoyed and that my light hearted response had diffused the situation. . Then suddenly without warning she quickly and smoothly unbuttoned two or three buttons and exposing her bra fully, and leaning with her elbows on the table, leaving me to look straight on at the spectacular sight right in front of my face. Her bra was lacy, black and very low cut and her breasts were wonderful full and fresh looking and I was sure I could see her nipple pressing through the front of her bra . As I looked on I could feel the gentle warm swelling in my trousers as my manhood stared to fill and slowly unfold itself. I smiled and nodded approvingly. She looked at me “now that you have seen what to have wanted to see, I trust you will keep your eyes on your work in future” . I looked from her eyes to her bust and back again, several times I imagine and then said cheekily “ well, if I could see the ends, the mystery would be gone and then sure I could agree to keep my eyes on other things” Still with her elbows on the table, her hands on her cheeks and her bust on display in front of me she smiled “Do you promise?” I nodded as I spoke “oh yes, it’s the same principle as the package under the Christmas tree.. for a week you are fascinated by what it is, then by new year you have forgotten what it was completely”. Without moving her elbows still on the table she said “ well this package opens at the front, but this is the only time and then I expect you to be professional in the office and keep you glances to yourself ok” My response was to reach forward, locate the small clip between the bra cups and unhooked it, letting those lovely tits spill out in front of me. She remained still, smiling at me as the 36 DDs, dd down inches from my face, I was surprised to see that she also had proper nipples rather than the flat discs I had anticipated. I lift my hand and cupped her right breast in my right hand, almost as if gently weighing it, opening my fingers and letting her nipple rest between them.
With no comment or objection from Louse, just the smile on her face I took advantage of the moment and moved my hand to her left breast, again cupping it and feeling her nipple against the palm of my upturned hand. At the same time I was aware of my own hardness straining against my trousers under the desk. “Very nice Louise, very nice indeed” I said as I continue to gently massage each breast in turn. Again still maintaining her position , elbows on the desk hands on her cheeks, leaning down in front of me, her ware now fully on display she said “ so you approve” …...”oh yes indeed ” I replied “they are the best I have ever seen, magnificent”. Then she said “so Mike tell me, how does it work for you guys?, you ogle girls tits whenever you get the chance, then what?, when you get a good eyeful down the top of some girl blouse then what do you do ?”
I was genuinely confused and said “what are you talking about, I am not sure I understand” She smiled “ well do you go the men’s room there and then and have a wank?, or do you save the thought up for when you get home, how does it work” I laughed heartily, “No no no, it does not work like that at all, its just if a guy is a tit man, he likes to take the odd peek, its really pretty innocent, not as directly as in your face sexual as that, well not for me anyhow”. Still maintaining her pose she said “uh huh, not directly sexual, just a bit of juvenile curiosity is it?” I nodded as i replied " suppose that is one way of putting it"
“Ok” she said “Stand up”
I pushed my chair back and stood up slowly, half way to my feet I realised it was too late, the flagpole like bulge in my pants was truly obvious and her eyes fell to it, followed its progress as I attained my full height. “Not directly sexual at all ?” she mocked.
“Now Mike, listen to me. you have always wanted to see my tits and I have always wanted to watch a guy have a wank.” “ So now you have had your cheap thrill I want mine, I want you to wank, here and now in front of me, after all you have the visual aids to help “ she shook her chest to emphasise the point and smiled”
I thought for a second and realised there was little I could do, and there was something thrilling about masturbating with that great pair of tits right in front of me. I reached down and unzipped my pants, the zipper rising over the hardness underneath, and then I reached inside and manhandled and unfurled my larger than average cock into the daylight. He whistled “Very nice Mike, very nice” as I started to stroke myself, slowly, and now acting the role, teasingly. She watched intently, smiling and making little cooing noises, clearly appreciating my little show as I rolled my skin back and forth the length of my shaft. Looking at her smile and her eyes watching me was an unbelievable turn on and of course those ever present tits were there to add to the excitement. When I looked at her tits, Louise obliged by stroking and cupping them with her hand or sometime both hands, her eyes flitting between my face and my cock. The tip of my cock was becoming moist, a bead of precum forming and growing as I stroked carefully, making sure it stayed intact on the tip of my cock. After a couple of minutes this bead had grown into a shimmering ball, and was gaining Louise attention, I slowly pulled my skin hard back, my glands bulging and the ball of precum slipping from the tip. I held my cock still, fingers at its base as the shining ball started to slide and breakaway lowering itself on a shimmering thread slowly lowering itself toward the desk. Louise watched and I could see her nipples were now rock hard. I took her hand easily from her breast and turning it so her palm was facing upwards placed it beneath the thread of precum, anticipating it dropping right into her lovely hand. Instead she abruptly changed her mind and pulled her hand away and instead, turned around laying with her back on the table and moving her head underneath the path of my dripping cock. I steered my cock with my hand, so that the thick thread dripped onto her lips and mouth. I looked down at her cute face and blonde hard beneath my cock, now she was licking the precum from her lips and her tongue was sticking out lapping more from the air. Her tits still an amazing shape even with her on her back, and her nipples were rock hard, my excitement was now truly intense. I pushed my cock towards her tongue and she duly ran the tip along my cock head licking up the precum as I reached down to grope the tits on display with my other hand. My cock was rock hard as her tongue flicked around it and so I pushed it between her lips and she reached up to grip my shaft giving her some control over its entry into her mouth. So with both my hands free to grope her tits I took full advantage massaging and mauling them as I lowered my cock into her mouth , her hand pumping my shaft and steering it. She was a good with her tongue, flicking it around the head, exploring the opening with the tip of her tongue and plunging me in and out of her lips at exactly the right time. I tried to reach down to lift her skirt, but I could not quite reach from my position at the top of her body, realising what I was attempting, she herself reach down unzipped the side zipper and placed the hem in my hand, all without missing a beat with her other hand and her mouth on my cock. I pulled her skirt upwards revealing a great pair of thighs atop he long legs. At the top, between them a skimpy lacy pair of black panties that matched her lacy bra. I could see a dark patch clearly, where her excitement had taken on physical form, I looked down as I lowered my cock further into her mouth, filling it as she pumped me , drooling precum and saliva over the shaft.
Sliding my hand along her flat tummy and onto her black panties, my fingers slipped under the waistband and onto her enlarged mound, my fingers quickly found her crease and I curled my index finger into her, slipping into the hot wetness without resistance. She moaned through her mouthful of cock as my fingers curled deep inside her, exploring and sliding. I pulled my curled finger slowly from her and scooped her juices over her clit hood and started to massage the oily residue it in over the top it. Her clit felt hard and with her juices almost like a oily marble and I circled my fingers over hood, causing her clit to intermittently be fully exposed. Her moans increased and she stopped sucking, her lips stationary on me as a massive spasm ran through her entire body, her backside almost lifting from the desk as if she was being electrically resuscitated. I slowed my pace, but pushing my fingers more firmly against her sex as her orgasm continued, she tried to twist her body to one side, and even close her thighs tightly against my hand and wrist to moderate the intensity of my fingers but I held my hand between her legs and prolonged her orgasm for a good couple of minutes. As he spasms subsided, her face was red and she was covered in sweat as and she resumed sucking on my cock. By this time my balls were aching for relief but the angle was not giving me enough friction to help me. I crawled up on to the desk and unfastening my trousers and mounting Louise’s torso, kneeling , legs astride her, I once again noticed her magnificent tits and it become crystal clear to me. I lowered my cock between the valley of her tits. She laughed as she reached around pushing her tits around my wet shaft as I slid myself backward and forwards, loving the view of my hardness between that great pair of tits and hitting her chin or outstretched tongue on the forward strokes. My strokes got faster and more intense as my load massed inside me, Louise sensing my situation, squeezed her tits and opened her fingers so her erect nipples stuck through them, my cock deep between them. The feeling became too much and I pushed forward hard holding my self as the first pulse arced through the air hitting, her chin and immediately running down towards her neck. The second pulse was stronger, as I held my position, my cock sticking several CMs from the top of her tits, the pulse landing along her face and lips. She pushed her tongue our as several more pulses fired, my creamily thick cum, sometime pulsing short distances sometimes longer in what fealty like an endless cycle. Never before had I pulsed so often during cumming and never before had I produced the seemingly endless supply of cum that was fast covering her face, lips, tits, neck and even fingers. When it felt I was going to stop id thrust against between those tits and more would erupt. Finally the pulses subsided and I knelt over her breathless as she started to smile, then her grin broadened and she started to laugh, it was an infectious laugh and as I dropped down on top of her, breasting on my elbows this time, we howled with laughter together.
The sexual moment was over, even though an evil thought inside me was to have watched her lick my cum from her tits, I knew that the moment was over, and such a request was no longer appropriate. We hugged for a few minutes until we had stopped laughing and then spent a while cleaning ourselves up and going for a quick beer at the local pub. During that drink we promised not to reveal anything about the evenings events, and she told me she had a boyfriend and was not looking for a relationship. A little crest fallen I took solace in the fact that she agreed to let me have a flash or her tits and a blowjob again in the future when she was in the mood. And so we shared our little secret for the next year or so until I left the company, but despite her promise, the opportunity for any sort of repeat performance never arose again. I also have to report that the experience never did seem to cure me of my fascination with a well turned out cleavage. Strange that !
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