The Mistake - Sex Stories

The Mistake

... him in the eyes but she found she could not do it. She lowered her gaze to the floor. "We spoke on the phone earlier; you said you may have some work for me? He did nothing to put her at her ease. Leafing through the papers on his desk he found her application. Two pages of A4 stapled together. Angela recognized it as the forms she had spent so long agonizing over as she filled them in. Reading it briefly he suddenly glanced up. "Well?" he said questioningly, "Let's see what we have here, take your clothes off." Angela almost threw up on his desk. The knot in her stomach was agony but this was it, the point of no return. She found the strength within herself to continue. Rising slowly to her feet she began to unbuttoned her coat. "Come on, It's 4.30 pm we don't have long for this" he said looking at his watch. "Put your clothes on the chair and hurry up." Holding back the urge to cry and trying to swallow the lump in her throat she stripped naked and stood before him. Looking down at the slightly threadbare carpet and covering her breasts with one arm and her pussy with her other hand she waited. Her cheeks burning with embarrassment. He carried on reading the sheet of paper in front of him, 30 seconds passed before he looked up. You bastard she thought in a surge of hatred. You ignorant bastard, do you have any idea what this is like for me? Luckily for her the thoughts remained in her head. "Arms by your side" he barked as he rose to his feet and walked around his desk ...

... towards her. She lowered her arms letting her rather large breasts sag. Angela was 35 years old. She never had any confidence in her body and hated showing herself to anyone; to show herself to a stranger like this was almost unendurable. Her breasts were pendulous and lower than they used to be. Her tummy was bigger than it should be but her shoulder length blonde hair and bright blue eyes helped to redeem her rather plain features. He walked up to her and grabbed her breast with his fingers as though it was a piece of meat. A wave of indignation and revulsion rippled through her whole body, in the pit of her stomach she felt a rising urge to vomit. Tensing every muscle in her body she fought to remain in control. Mauling her breast in his hand he squeezed her nipple roughly between his thumb and forefinger. "You said they were real, I'm just checking, silicone is not an option with what we have in mind." "They are real" Angela managed to mutter weakly. "Get up on the desk and open your legs" he said as he cleared a few items from one end of the desk. Angela hesitated not knowing whether to sit on the desk or how to do what he had asked. "Look, if you are going to make things difficult you can go now." "If you can't do this you won't be able to do anything that will make you any money, now lie on the desk and spread your legs." Angela walked around to his side of the desk. Sitting on the edge she leaned back and lay flat on the desk drawing her knees up towards her chest. She ...