Cindy Surrenders - Sex Stories

Cindy Surrenders

... next morning none of the other girls said anything to her, they just stared. When she got to her desk she could see the girls talking and pointing at her. It made her cheeks burn and made her start to regret wearing the clothes. For most of the morning Cindy was uncomfortable. When she went to make her tea she was very nervous wondering what Ian would say. She was so sunk in her thoughts she didn't hear him enter until he said,"Oh my lord it's a miracle! Cindy you are a vision! My god that is a fabulous outfit! Turn around and let me see all of it." Cindy turned to face him and his eyes went straight to her breasts. "Your husband is a lucky man."Ian said. "I wish he knew that." Cindy replied. Ian was now standing beside her as he said,"What? He doesn't? He doesn't ravage you when you walk in the door in the evening?" Cindy's cheeks colored as she said,"I wish." "Oh my poor dear!" He said pulling her to him and hugging her tight. Cindy gasped at the touch, then gasped again as she felt his hand slide down her back to stop on her buttocks. He held her for a moment, then released her and stepped back. "You can bet I would if I were him!" Ian said with a grin as he picked up his coffee cup and walked out. Cindy's legs felt like rubber. She knew what he had done was very inappropriate, knew she really should report it, but the butterflies in her stomach and the warmth between her legs told her she wouldn't because it felt wonderful. She stood at the counter until she was sure ...

... she could move. For the rest of the day she thought about his touch. That night she did something she hadn't done for a long while, she masturbated. As she did she replayed the feel of his touch and thought about what it would feel like if he touched her in other places. When she came, it was intense. Afterward she felt guilty, but after much thought came to the realization that this was just fantasy and so was acceptable. The next day Cindy stood at the counter nervously waiting Ian's arrival. Part of her was nervous that he might touch her again and part was nervous that he might not. Part of the nervousness was because they were in the breakroom, where anyone could walk in, they could get caught. Deep down she hoped he would touch her and that made the warmth begin to build between her legs. When she thought of him doing it where they might get caught that warmth blazed even hotter. And made her nethers even wetter. When she heard foot steps behind her, her heart jumped and she swallowed. A second later Ian's voice from behind her said,"I think you get prettier every day." She looked up as he stepped up beside her then her heart jumped into her throat as she felt his hand slide down her back over her buttocks and stopped cupping her left cheek. "You have a very nice posterior. I told you your husband is a lucky man. I think he should have to pay a luxury tax because he gets to snuggle up to it. A lucky , lucky man." Ian said, punctuating the "lucky" adjectives with two soft ...