The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 2

The Major’s Pretty Baby Face-Chapter 2 By beagle9690 July 2012 As Matthew's personal secretary I may on occasion be required to work on Saturday and possibly Sunday. Matthew was wearing his black suit when I walked into his office on Saturday morning. This isn’t so unusual except he was wearing a black silk shirt without a tie instead of his signature white shirt and tie. Other than our usual flirting and kissing, Matthew hasn’t touched me since that incredible day swimming with the swans. I so want to feel his cock in my cunt. I was a bit disappointed that Saturday because Mary was working with us. I wanted Matthew all to myself. This meant no touches or kisses from him, or so I thought. At around noon Matthew announced, “Thank you, ladies, this concludes our official company business for the day. I’m in the mood for Indian sit-down cuisine,” he removed his black spit polished dress shoe, followed by the other, next his socks, “But first….” Matthew got up from his desk and walked to the center of the room. “Come here, Mary,” he spoke quietly but firmly, pointing to the floor in front of him. Mary quickly complied and stood in front of him. “We are ratcheting things up a notch, Chastity, although this is nothing new for Mary.” Matthew touched her face gently, “Mary is my first. She was well broken to my will before I graduated High School. Isn’t that right, Mary?” “Yes, Matthew.” “It all started when Mary offered me a summer job painting the inside of her house in my ...

... sophomore year. She came on to me aggressively several times that summer. We were lovers for a time until I turned the tables on her by making her my compliant woman. Mary was performing oral on me off in her office on school grounds by the end of the following school year. During that mentioned year I mandated Mary to stop coloring her hair and start growing it long. She hated that at first; she obeyed regardless. It has remained long and this beautiful shade of silver gray since. “Isn’t that right, Mary?” “Yes, Matthew, I’m your compliant woman.” “Of course you are my dear, that and much more. Please strip for us. You will then assume the position at my feet.” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing or hearing; this is so erotic. I have grown to appreciate these things now that I am reading erotica. I was seeing it firsthand, getting aroused watching it unfold before my eyes. Mary’s clothing seemed to flow off of her as she undressed, leaving a puddle of clothing on the floor at her feet. Mary’s back was straight and her hands were crossed behind her back as she knelt naked at Matthews’s feet. Although in her early sixties, Mary is a very beautiful woman. Matthew touched her face very tenderly letting his hand linger there as she closed her eyes and smiled. Its obvious Mary maintained her trim figure through exercise and a good diet. I dare say that if she dyed her hair too the rich dark brown of her youth, Mary can easily take years off her appearance. Matthew removed the hairpins ...