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| She informed me that I adored the deep green merino wool vee neck that would be huge on me Sexy mittens! Who knew? Then she put her right hand, still wearing the mitten, between my legs and stroked me " I did It may as well have been an astrolabe for all I knew what to do with it at that moment Oh no, my computer, at least, was hard at work, a busy little beaver of a good machine I want you bound by my voice and my will "I've gotten your legwarmer all wet," I said into her ear, and then circled my tongue there, following my words " Again, it was way out of line So, there I was, feeling rather languorous when Lisa walked into my cubicle, my wretched little cell Ohhhhh my I felt so sensual, just sitting there at my computer, so wrapped up in warm softness She was like a topographical map of gently curved Heaven Would that make me Employee of the Month or a jobseeker, I wondered vacantly as she rounded out of sight I bit my lip With her in it No striving to achieve corporate goals I had not been told I could move yet and so I didn't I was on fire and I knew I was wetter than I had ever been, all because of this woman And, hokey-smokes Bullwinkle, I sure wasn't luckless I blinked her hand held my throat gently She reached for the scarves I had bought at her bidding "Hold still and let me get it And all she had done was stroke and kiss me And then, she stroked my cheek--the rogue eyelash may have been there, who knows?--and turned and left, smiling at me like Mama Cat trotting off with a fat mouse in her jaws "Would you like me to restrain you?" Lisa purred sweetly Oh my! Hardly shocking? Oh but wait "I want you to show me that you are incapable of disobeying me," she continued as she kissed my breasts through my sweater Sweater Slacker Queen rides again! Not to say that I am not a good employee She steered me gently but firmly with her hand in the small of my back I started to shift in my chair As her hand rested on the back of my neck She was my boss and I was her employee, and it was rude as well, not a question, but a command Oh, I was so glad it was not showing Collapse or Bounce Out or Bash the Bouncing Muskrat or something "From now on," she continued, "just the sight of me in a sweater will have you dripping I groaned into her mouth, out of my mind with pleasure as she savored my mouth with her tongue and held my face softly " She bent and kissed my cheeks and my hair It was delicious Lisa was only 27, and I am I raised my eyebrow I was panting and repeating her name over and over Ohmygod Don't move until I give you permission, my sweet princess She moved her sweatered body against mine and whispered in my ear a single word How dare she, I thought happily She lavished attention on my breasts for a long time before sitting back prettily on her feet I also bought the mittens and the scarves which she graciously pointed out that I wanted dearly She opened the passenger door of her sports car for me Instantly, my legs went gratefully around Lisa's hips and my calves caressed the backs of her thighs as I moved under her in a state of growling crazy lust No sense of urgency And she changed into a tight ribbed turtleneck of saffron yellow, and she wore leg warmers, and she wore But I wasn't desperate As I got close, she took off a mitten and ran her fingers under my turtleneck and gently clasped her hand around my throat though I thought at first that I was I may have been just the tiniest bit flustered by her after that The combination of sensations was driving me insane Oh Then she caressed my face again with the now wet mitten, and moved her legwarmer-clad thigh between my legs to take me as one woman does another personal " There was a long moment, a bizarre shift from reality, and I thought this is inappropriate, this is insane, illegal, this is My first mistake, if it was one, was to wear my favorite sweater set to work on my second day there She helped me realize that I had to have the light blue mohair "Yes," I nearly begged Oh, no walkers, no being led gently back to my room by Nursie She reached over next to the bed and put on the mittens After I had subsided, Lisa whispered in my ear again At her instruction, I wore nothing else " Her right hand held me still as her left hand plucked the offending lash out of harm's way We walked out of the mall and through the parking lot I begged to be allowed to hold her And discuss sales demographics or the price of dates in Istanbul or God knows what, and it was at one of these times that she said, in her dripping honey voice, "Meet me after work "Mine!" she said, and I had the strongest orgasm I had ever had or even imagined I smiled to myself well, I am older than that But no "Thank you," I said after her, involuntarily admiring her tailored blouse and houndstooth skirt And then she took us all home to her apartment this is oh, something, something This is where I have to apologize She dangled them gently across my face and over the insides of my upturned wrists I wasn't real sure about working for a woman younger than myself Her finger deliberately stroked my neck as she leaned close and I could smell Hugo Deep Red Of course Oh my I wanted to run my hands over that skirt a smile as she approached me where I lay on my back on her bed I wore the gray and pink striped cashmere pullover I yelped from sheer delight and ground against her hand Just the sound of my voice will have you needing me caressing me through my deep red lambswool sweater I purred So "You may wrap your legs around me, but your arms stay where they are," she commanded I bought them all, in a trance I bucked underneath her screaming her name She told me that I liked the gray and pink striped cashmere turtleneck we found God, what is more thrilling than a woman's soft skin, warmed by wool and softness? I groaned again in sheer delight but I am older than 27 " "Shut up and do me again," I commanded her She took my packages and loaded them in the back And my nipples stood up "There's an eyelash, just about to fall in your eye," she said softly she made it clear where I was to go It is just that, well, I have this thing about sweaters "All in a good cause," she assured me with a wicked smile I nodded, imagining my cheek against her soft gray shoulder So light And Lisa saw this as she leaned close to look "I think you should stay right like that," she cooed to me, "just because I have told you to Her fingertips had touched my skin, my face, just below my eye I would do things like drop my pen while we were standing together discussing a project, and then I would drop down in ladylike fashion to fetch it and there I would be, looking up at her gray slacks and up, further to her matching gray cashmere sweater As her perfectly manicured index finger ran almost imperceptibly just above the neck of my sweater, like the kiss of a breeze And you may never," she added, running a mitten wet from my own sex across my lips, "see certain clothes quite the same way Like a billion other jobs smeared across the want ads every day, scoured by the bored, the desperate and the luckless I didn't move I stretched my hands up toward the bedposts as she moved over me on her hands and knees A sleeveless wool turtleneck with a matching sweatercoat She would toss her hair and look down at me, amused, and I would flush, and stand back up It was certainly an accident, I thought I longed to embrace her, to wrap my arms and legs around her in a lover's embrace, but I stayed spread out as she wished me to, but I couldn't help squirming and moaning as she sucked my nipple through my sweater It was just a job She bent to look over my shoulder at my computer screen "Put your arms around me, Lover I thought I would tear myself to pieces the sensations were so strong, yet I was surrounded by sensual softness and all was simply an ever-deepening pleasure So disobedient they were! Such tattle tales! This won't do, I thought breathlessly I fumbled for my mouse I was sure Lisa could see them through my sweater You see, we went to eat, or bungee jumped off the Arc de Triomphe or something, what difference does it make, what matters is that after we did whatever thing it was we did, she made me go to the mall with her perhaps we were going spelunking? Certainly heights must be involved Lisa said quickly, peremptorily, "Don't move Hmm Lisa cupped my face in her mittened hands and kissed me deeply I caressed her through her sweater and then ran my hands up under it to adore her more intimately "Hey!" she responded, smiling wonderfully, "Just remember who the boss is around here!" And then she made love to me again and again, until, in my joy, I wanted to cry I exhaled deeply Well, I WAS a little bored |
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