Perks of the Job - Sex Stories

Perks of the Job

... cute nurses and such that so many fantasise about! All happy to see us and friendly as hell. Many more opportunities for lechery can present themselves here but not today. Not to worry, I'm still carrying the image of a silky gusset bulging between firm thighs at the front of my mind. Once done at the hospital we are on to the more relaxing part of the morning. We treat ourselves to a coffee. I get mine paid for! One of the things that I first noticed when I started this community working stuff was just how many women seem to be able to find time in the day to relax. When married I heard a lot about how tough things were for little stay at home wifey. However, half ten in the morning at most cafes seems to be almost exclusively girl time. Today was great. Again, we are familiar at this cafe so the sweet little waitresses give us extra smiles, little treats and great attitude. They are all pretty young things there. The barista is a gorgeous 20 something blonde with a low cut black tee shirt. She gives me a friendly nod as we go though ordering and paying. All the time she works the espresso machine and there is the finest glow of sweat on her bare arms and chest. Her magnificent breasts sway and jiggle as she applies her skills to her art. Mesmerising. Am I suspected of loitering too long? No, because of the slow pace of my client I am seen as fully entitled to linger. We sit and at once I realise today is a blessed one. With no planning on my part I am treated to a very ...

... long and exciting show indeed. A table diagonally opposite us has two women at it. They are engrossed in discussing some casual business deal. The woman facing me is quite heavy set and smart in her office suit. She has long dark hair framing a pretty, well made up face. She has large breasts pushing against her crisp blouse that bulges a little around the buttons. This gives me clear glimpses of a lacy blue bra and creamy tit flesh. However, the real treat is lower. She has forgotten to sit quite like a lady! Her legs are partly open and I can see her pale and smooth inner thighs. As I make small talk and wait for the coffee to arrive the woman notes our arrival and gives me a look from the corner of her eye. Most people soon realise the situation when I work as my client is a bit louder than most people. This just makes people smile as she is a giggler and nearly always happy. Her dowdy look and mature age spell out her story and again I'm seen as a good 'un. The curvaceous beauty gives me a small smile and nod and carries on with her business. I am entranced by her display but it gets better. As she gets more into her talk her legs start to open and close rapidly with a rhythmic beat – her version of jiggling her foot or tapping fingers I suppose. Each sway open gives me views of her darkened crotch. Her panties match her blue lacy bra. I begin to time my eye movements to those of her legs and get a sustained view of well filled material forming itself around her prominent ...