The Office Manager - Sex Stories

The Office Manager

... mind turning away while I remove my robe? She asked.

I turned around and heard the rustling of fabric as she removed the robe and lifted the blanket. She laid down on her back and pulled the blanket up to her neck. "you can turn around now."

Now my worries about temptation had returned, but since the moment she declared that she sleeps nude, I had been having trouble thinking with only one "head". My erection was pressing against my shorts as I began to lift the blanket to lay down and I heard her voice again. "I don't think it is fair for me to be naked if you are not. Would you mind removing your boxers?"

I had never been with a naked female since I was three years old, bathing with my four year old sister. I could not remember those bathing experiences, so as far as I was concerned, this was the first such occasion. This was now pretty overtly sexual from my point of view, but if she really always slept nude, maybe it was not sexual to her. I was probably just a little boy in her eyes. I watched her close her eyes so I felt comfortable enough to pull down my shorts, lift the blanket and slide in under the sheet.

I rolled over onto my right side and adjusted the pillow, hoping that my erection would subside before I got uncomfortable on my side and needed to turn over. I certainly did not want her to discover that I was aroused. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.

I felt the mattress shake and heard the sheets rustle as Lynnette rolled over on her right ...

... side and scooted over next to me, pressing into a spooning position. I felt the warmth of her skin against my back and her arm reach over, tucking it under my left arm, with her palm resting against my chest.

"You don't mind cuddling with me, do you?" She asked.

My erection was now almost uncomfortably hard. "I guess it is OK to cuddle." I said.

I tried to lay still and relax but Lynnette began to move her hand from left to right across my nearly hairless chest. "Sometimes I worry that I might be a lesbian because I like men with a hairless chest. But I get so aroused by the other parts of a man that I realize I am definitely not a lesbian." She said.

"I don't know how to respond to that." I replied.

"Don't worry, no response is needed." She said as she moved her hand down to my navel. At this point she could feel the trail of hair that stretched from my navel down to connect with my pubic hair. Her hand moved further down and she began to run her fingers through my pubic hair, while avoiding my erection. "Now this is hair that I do like. Running your fingers through pubic hair is so sensual, don't you think?

"I feels very nice when you do it." was all I could say.

"Would you like to feel mine?" Her question caught me off guard.

"Ah,... sure, if you want me to."

"Yes, I want you to."

She backed up and rolled onto her back while I switched to my left side. I reached over, placed my hand on her hip, and began to move toward her mound. She placed her ...