A Cock in the Hand Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 05

... added effect, he brought it to me standing dangerously close with his bulging cock at eye level.

"Here is your lemonade, Mrs. Stilson. Is there anything else, I can offer you?"

I smiled teasingly up at him, and then let my eyes track down his body to his package and back up again. "I think a long, cool drink is sufficient for now."

Part of me loved the flirting and seeing his reaction, as the scent of his perspiration filled my nostrils. Adding his scent to the mix, had my legs quaking and pussy steaming. He stood there long enough, that it was awkward. So, I changed the subject to get some breathing room.

"I was thinking, Mr. Thomas, there may be another employment option to consider. I am familiar with the CEO of the company that builds most of our stores. I can possibly hook you up, if you're willing to travel?"

"That would be amazing, Mrs. Stilson. I would gladly explore that option and would be extremely grateful for the hook-up. Thank you." He stood there, taunting me.

"Would you hand me my purse, please?" I asked, getting him to step back.

I pointed at the counter, and he retrieved it.

"Thank you, Mr. Thomas. Please have a seat and rest." I pointed to the chair across the table.

He took a seat, while I found my business card. I stood up, leaned forward, and handed it to him, looking face to face at the shirtless, sweaty hunk at my kitchen table. "My email and cell phone are on this. Send me your resume and I will pass it on." I purposely ...

... gazed into his eyes, until they drifted to my tits. "Should I alert them to your wandering eye condition, Mr. Thomas."

He blushed and brought his eyes back to mine. "No need, Mrs. Stilson. This condition is only induced by hot women in red bikinis. You are the first I have ever encountered in the workplace Mam."

I suddenly felt the urge to stand up and strut my stuff, after that comment. "Let me get you your payment for today, Mr. Thomas. I'll be right back."

He stood as I did, and my eyes quickly found their favorite target, still at attention.

I walked down the hall to the bedroom, to get five hundred dollars from our stash of cash. As I came back out, he looked up from his phone, as mine dinged. His smile lit up his face when he saw me. God, I loved the attention. I hadn't felt 'hot' in forever, but he had me feeling it.

His eyes surveyed me, as I walked back to my seat, and he stood up as I sat back down.

"You have my resume, Mrs. Stilson. Now you know everything about me."

"Not everything," I said teasingly, staring at what I really wanted to know.

I glanced up at him, and he shook his head with a subtle smirk while he put his phone in the organizer in the center of the table.

"What?" I asked playfully.

"The apple doesn't fall far, does it?"

"What do you mean?" I teased back.

"You played shy and coy, until your mother left. Then you stepped up your game, Mrs. Stilson."

"Are you ever going to call me Amy?" I said, taking a sip of ...