Lesley part 16 - Sex Stories

Lesley part 16

... fact she felt downright miserable, and, worse still....alone. She knew, if she told Rob her predicament, all he would say would be just toilet him fuck her and get it over with. Not the advice she was looking for...at all. She looked around, and seeing she was alone, quickly dialled his number anyway. It rang and rang,,,then went to answerphone. 'Damn!!' She said aloud. &#034What's up, gurrl?, who ya ringing....better be important...yee shidna be using phones in wurk time&#034 Lesley heard in her ear. &#034Sorry, Mr McPeevie....just trying my dad to tell him I'll be a little late getting home later....&#034 &#034Oh...ok then gurrl....that's a good idea.&#034 He said smiling while licking his lips. Again he pulled his trousers up by the belt, emphasising the large bulge, which Lesley felt her eyes being dragged down too. He watched her eyes staring down at his hand, blatantly cupping his semi erect cock and large balls. He smiled to himself as he envisioned this girl naked on his desk with his bearded chin rubbing all over her smooth cunt....forcing her legs over his shoulders and getting his tongue right into her wet cunt an then her arse...he wondered if she took it up her back passage...been a long time since he'd fucked one of the staff up the arse....some of them like it, some of them hate it...one things for sure....if Alan McPeevie wants it....Alan McPeevie damned well gets it!... He walked up to her, and her eyes lifted to his face just as he got to about two feel ...

... fro her. ...&#034These look as if they need attention...&#034 he said as he lifted one of his shovel like hands, and with two fingers, nipped one of her prominently erect nipples, tight, bringing a sharp intake of breath, and a gasp, from Lesley's mouth. &#034See, gurrl, you've got the biggest nipples I've ever seen, ha...on the smallest tits too,&#034 She looked down at his monster hand playing with her nipple and looked up at him and made to speak...but words wouldn't come. A trolley noise in the corridor made him drop his hand just at the time that he really got to work licking his lips with that large tongue. He stuck his tongue straight out and pointed it upwards, catching his moustache and moved it side to side across his top lip hair. Lesley watched this facial action, totally understanding it's intended meaning...'this tongues for you....&#034 &#034See you later, Miss Charleston...dinna be late&#034. He whispered as he turned and walked out the kitchen...his large frame filling the door space. Lesley shuddered at the thought going through her mind. She pushed it away and opened the dishwasher, readying the machine for the next load of dirty dishes. She held her breath...forcing back the tears that felt sure to come. Her nipple still throbbed in her bra from his touch, and she absolutely hated herself for showing and allowing her body to react in such a way. She longed for the days before she met Rob when she was just quiet little plain Lesley...untouched and unwanted. ...