When my former boss, John, left, the job just wasn’t the same anymore. I didn’t look forward to work like before when each day was so exciting. I missed those morning meetings and “coffee sessions” with John. So within a month I started looking for something new. I had a girlfriend whose husband worked for a company in the East Bay that was looking for some office workers. It was a large construction company and working for them would be at the corporate business office.
I applied and was hired. My old boss John called me to tell me he gave me the highest recommendation when they contacted him as one of my listed references. This new job actually seemed like it would be easier then the one I currently had. My old job was sort of a hands in many pots system. This new job seemed more compartmentalized with different people for different tasks.
Since it was located in the East Bay I decided to move. I was currently without a boyfriend. I had always been a lower peninsula girl never leaving the San Jose and Redwood City area much. I located an apartment in Fremont which wasn’t too far from my new employment. The job came with a pretty sizable pay raise and better benefits. I was gonna try having my own apartment for the first time. It was small but it was mine.
The first few weeks were uneventful as I settled in. I learned the pace of the job and its requirements fast. I worked with a couple girls in my area. We directly assisted several of the men who did bidding for projects and all the tasks associated with large scale construction. This was a much larger environment than my last job that had only a few employees.
Most days I would maybe have a snack during a walk at lunch. During these walks with one of the girls I started to learn of the office gossip. There was one guy the son of one of the big bosses. I’ll call him Bryan, (not his real name). He was close to forty if not over. He was fit as well about 6’2 or so. He didn’t have the greatest work ethic, and was known as a skirt chaser. He always dressed nicely. He wore nice suits and drove a fancy BMW sports car. Many of the girls were attracted to him but were wary of his girl chasing reputation. They were afraid to become the source of the office gossip.
Well I guess he had noticed me pretty soon after I started. I was only a little over 24 years old but because of my flat chest and small frame I looked much younger. If I dressed the part I could be thought to be 16 or so. I still wore the same sexy outfits as I had at my last job. I saw it as the only way people took me seriously or looked at me as an adult. I tried for a while to keep my skirts more modest, if they could be called that.
Soon I got more comfortable and wore more of my mini skirts. I never wore slacks because my legs are my best asset. Plus I never look right in them because of my size. On those mini skirt days I did attract more attention. Heck any girl likes a little attention right. I never wear a bra at most I cover them with a tank top under a blouse. I’m just so flat chested that bra’s never seemed necessary. The only things they ever did was make me uncomfortable and cover my nipples which are large and protrude through almost anything I wear, bra or no bra. I ‘m rather used to men staring at my nipples poking under my blouse. I noticed those nipples got attention even when I was very young.
Bryan started making himself present around me more and more. I wasn’t playing hard to get only trying to keep my job. I needed to keep this job for the first time as I had rent and car payments to make. One day he was talking about his car and driving through the hills above Milpitas and how nice the ride was. I had never been and mentioned it. He said well this Saturday he was gonna take me on a ride. He didn’t ask if I was willing to go, he told me to be ready at 8 am Saturday morning and where I was to met him at a local coffee shop. He told me to “dress cute” because he would take me to lunch. Nothing about it seemed like a request.
That caused my stomach a bit of unrest because to a girl “cute” can mean so many things. I decided to dress mainly like I did on work days. But since it was hot weather I went with a tight fitting sleeveless button front white blouse and one of my shortest mini skirts. This blouse hid no part of my tiny chest or nipples. I also wore heels but carried some running shoes in a bag in case there was any hiking to be done. I prefer white tops because it shows off my olive complexion.
I got to the coffee shop early and waited for about fifteen minutes before he arrived. He looked great but was dressed more causally then I had chosen to. I was seated behind a table when he came in so he couldn’t see me dressed as I was. He bought us coffee and we talked. Well he talked mostly asking me all sort of questions while enjoying our coffee. Soon I had to get up to go to the bathroom and when I did he coughed on his coffee. I don’t think he was expecting me dressed like that and hadn’t noticed. My skirt was very short, my tight blouse made not attempt to hide my braless chest underneath. I asked him if it was okay and he said “yes you made my day” When I returned we went to his car.
We arrived to his car and he opened the passenger door for me. As I sat I caught him looking directly at the spot between my legs. Trying to be ladylike getting into a low sports car in a mini skirt is very difficult. I don’t think I hid from his view very well.
He drove us up into the back hills of the East Bay and it was a beautiful day with several stops to look at the scenery. Between Milpitas, Livermore and Pleasanton there are some nice parks. We stopped at one and those running shoes came in handy because we hiked some trails. There were a few other people up there but not a lot. We stopped and he took some pictures of the scenery and some of me. He was working his magic on me telling me all the things I wanted to hear. He was breaking down my defenses, for sure, if I had any. Soon he had me topless taking pictures and then some completely nude ones. He just said very nice when he saw I was completely shaved. Funny he never really forced me to do things he would just say do this and do that and I was under his spell, powerless to say no.
We found this stream and he had me go into the water wearing only my white blouse. He was snapping pictures of me all wet. He told me how to do poses that he wanted. He had me get out and I took my shirt off to dry it in the sun. I was completely nude. I grabbed my skirt to put it back on as a group of teens boys and girls walked by us. I tried to cover up but Bryan said not to, it seemed an order not a request. So there I stood next to Bryan as these teens lingered in the area watching us. A couple of the boys pretended to be interested in his camera asking questions as I stood completely nude a few feet away. He even let one of the boys use his camera to take photos of me while the other boy told me how to pose. These teens were not that much younger than me and since I look so undeveloped I probably appeared younger then the girls they were with. I know some of those girls were wondering what this handsome man saw in me.
Bryan decided the park was getting a little crowded and we started to walk towards his car. He held my blouse and didn’t allow me to put it on until we were much closer to the parking area. He had allowed me my skirt. We walked passed several other couples and I was stared at by most of them. From a distance it probably looked like a fortyish man with a young girl walking mostly naked through the park. Only on closer inspection could they see I was older than I appeared. I felt very sexy with this man doing as he told me seemingly without a choice although I never did offer objection to his instructions. He didn’t seem to care at all what other people thought.
He drove me to one of the wineries up in the Livermore Hills for lunch. I wasn’t looking my best my blouse was still drying. I asked him to allow me to use the bathroom before sitting for lunch. He said “Yes” but only after we are seated. He wanted the others eating to watch me walk out and back. I again followed his instruction. I was beginning to pick up on his desire to display me as much as he could.
I’m not a beautiful girl but I’m an attractive girl and I normally get my share of attention mostly because I’m fit and dress as sexy as I can. Being flat chested I’ve always felt I had to work harder than other girls at getting and keeping a man happy. Men like boobs right, well I don’t have any. I went to the bathroom and fixed myself up. I dried my blouse some more with the hand dryer, fixed my hair and makeup. Returning looking my best under the conditions, I did notice most the male eyes were watching me, looking at my nipples and dark skin under that blouse no doubt.
We had a nice lunch and he drove me back towards my car. We stopped at one of the lookout areas and he got out the car . We stood there and he looked at me and said he wanted me. I was already passed the point of no return so I invited him to my apartment. We kissed some as he towered over me by a foot, he then held and applied pressure for me to go down and I knew what he desired. I knelt there and removed his cock and started to suck him. There was no pretense he wanted an easy blow job and was gonna have it. He took hold of my hair and began moving my head back and forth on his cock. I wasn’t giving him head he was taking it. After sometime of this without warning he blasted my mouth and throat with his cum. Up until this point all the guys I had ever given head to always gave me some hint they were about to cum, not Bryan. He called me a tease and this is what I should expect. All the while he was still moving my head back and forth on him. I swallowed most of it between thrusts into my throat but some spilled out and dripped onto my blouse. When he was satisfied he said lets go. I got up and staggered into the passenger seat. We sped off to get my car and he followed me home to my new apartment.
When we arrived he came in and within seconds he had pulled my clothes off me. He was ready to go again and we jumped into my twin bed and he started having what he wanted. He was not to be denied. He was tossing me around on the bed with ease as he pounded my sex. He never requested anything he just took it. After intercourse which he came inside me never even asking if I was on birth control.
He then rolled me over and took my butt. He used our mixed juices to lubricate my butt and went right to it. I had never been with a man like this who just did what he desired without concern for my choice in the matter. He loved pounding my butt and started calling me his “slut” and his “whore”. That did it for me and I climaxed with him pounding into my butt with rapid motion. The first time I had an orgasm directly from anal sex. He shot his third load into my bowels and collapsed onto of me. I had cum leaking out of me from two places.
I wanted to get up and clean myself but he said “no” and held me there. As he started to come back from exhaustion to the present he rolled over and pushed my head towards his waist and said “Clean Me”. I did as told. We collected ourselves and he dressed. He said he had a great time and hoped to see me again but that at work I needed to remain professional even if I was his “three hole whore”. I lay in bed until he left then got up and showered. The rest of the weekend I was in my head trying to figure out what had happened. How I had let this man use me as he choose. How I had let him take nude pictures of me and expose me to other people.
Bryan and I had many more adventures together. I knew I wasn’t in his economic class and it had no chance of becoming anything more than it was, his family would never have allowed it.
After that whenever he wanted to get together he would send me pictures on my computer of me naked taken in the park that day along with comments and I knew he was thinking of me. Shortly after he would tell me when to meet him.
Some of the things I learned from Bryan were Wicked Weasel swimwear, laser hair removal meaning no more shaving ever, how to dress to appear young and exhibitionism. Those are other stories yet to be written.
Bryan you were great, Thank you
Lydia
