The Office Manager - Sex Stories

The Office Manager

... of her hips behind the loose material of her skirt, but it was only a moment before she was upright again and proceeding toward the door of the house.

We entered the living room and passed through to the kitchen. "There is coke or beer in the refrigerator. Help yourself while I get changed." She said with a smile.

I opened a can and took a drink, then went to the sink and flipped the switch to turn on the disposer. Nothing. I found a butter knife to use as a long finger with which to push on the disposer impeller. With a little exertion it moved and I felt the offending debris give way. I opened the cabinet doors below the sink and pressed the button to reset the disposer circuit breaker. I flipped the switch on again and heard the familiar hum of the motor.

Just at that moment Lynnette re-entered the room. "You fixed it already!" She screamed.

I turned around and watched her walking toward me. She was wearing a very light bathrobe but no shoes or slippers. When she reached me she threw her arms around me and hugged me. I felt the warmth of her breasts pressing against me as she thanked me over and over.

"It was pretty easy. It was just clogged with some fairly hard material of some sort."

"I am so relieved. Thank you so much. I see you got a drink. Are you hungry?"

"I am not hungry, so much as tired. We moved a lot of heavy stuff today. I am kind of hammered."

"Well how about we take a nap for a while, then worry about dinner?"

"That actually ...

... sounds pretty good. Just point me to the guest room."

"I live alone in this small house, so there is no guest room. Only one bed. It is a queen size so I am sure we can both easily fit on it."

At first I worried that she might be trying to tempt me to have sex with her, but she seemed to be so matter of fact about it all that I decide I should accept her suggestion at face value. Why would a 35 year old woman want to have sex with a boy? "If that is OK with you, I guess it is OK with me." I replied.

I followed her down the hall past the bathroom, and the other bedroom. The door was open so I could see it was used as an office and storage room. We entered the master bedroom and I saw the bed, a closet, as chest of drawers, and the door to the master bathroom.

"Let me help you get changed." She said, turning around and reaching for the buttons of my shirt. I unbuckled my belt as she worked all the buttons and pulled the shirt over my shoulders. I sat on the bed and she knelt on the floor in front of me. I began to remove my shoes. As I set my left shoe on the floor, she removed my sock and rested my foot on her thigh. She did the same with my right foot.

She took hold of my pant legs and instructed me to lay back on the bed as she pulled on my pants. I had to grab my boxer shorts so they would not be dragged of with my pants. I stood up and went around to one side of the bed while Lynnette got up and walked to the other side.

"I always sleep in the nude. Would you ...