Janet McCoy - The secretary_s itch

"Hnnnhh… ooooh… aaaaahhhhh!" Greta moaned.

And with every lewd grunt, the watching Sue shoved her own fingers deeper and harder into her aching cunt. She could feel her pussy-walls clinging to her fingers. It thrilled her to feel her hole opening up as she became more and more inebriated with lust.

"Christ, woman… move it! Move that sweet cunt of yours!" Ken grunted. His voice was scarcely recognizable, so distorted was it by his need.

The couple writhed and churned and groaned for several moments longer. Sue kept up with them all the way, her fingers dealing perverse excitement to her greedy cunt.

Then all at once the atmosphere in the room moved from passionate to frantic.

"Oh… Do it! Do it… fuck meeeeee!" Greta moaned.

"Jee-zuz… oh yeah, baby… sooo good… Christ, I'm cummming!" Ken told her urgently.

"Ooooohh, me tooo, baby… Aaiiiieeeeee!"

Sue watched the receptionist's face become distorted with painful ecstasy as she rode out the tide of her orgasm. Realizing the couple was cumming as a result of their obscene coupling in the store room, Sue began to climax.

She drove her cunt hard against the palm of her hand and bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud. It felt as though her clitoris were exploding into a thousand little particles of wrenching sensation!

Sue had never had an orgasm like it!

She had never been this excited before!

As soon as she was able to, the brunette tiptoed out of the store room and headed for her desk. Not a moment too soon! The office girls came traipsing back into the room just as she flicked the switch of her electric typewriter.

"Sue, you should have come with us!" one of them told her. "We went to Dobson's and had terrific chiliburgers!"

"Gee, I'm sorry I missed it," Sue replied. She hoped the others wouldn't notice the hoarse strain in her voice. Her cunt was still throbbing inside her panties.

Sue tried to involve herself with her work. It was no use. She kept watching the supply-room door to see Greta and Ken emerge. They finally came out, one at a time, a few minutes apart. Each looked calm and self-possessed.

The brunette was amazed at their self-control. Now that her lewd experience was over, she began to feel shaky and a little nauseous.

My gosh, what have I done? Wow… maybe I'm a pervert and never even knew it till now!

Taut nerves made Sue feel so miserable that she was forced to ask for the rest of the afternoon off.

When she got home, she fixed herself a generous portion of brandy on the rocks.

Sue wasn't one for home remedies. But she figured the occasion called for drastic action. She had some serious thinking to do. She wasn't sure if she could face it sober.

John Cosgrove didn't have anything to do on Saturday morning. He decided to drop by the office where he worked as an office boy and see whether anything was happening.

Maybe one of the salesmen would be around. They were always good for some conversation or a few laughs.

Or one of the typists might be there doing some rush job. He loved to flirt with the cute ones around his own age. John was only eighteen, but he considered any woman under thirty worth getting to know. Sometime the older women were even more fun than the young ones.

He was surprised to find Sue Walsh alone in the office.

What a stroke of luck, he thought eagerly. Sue was shy and hard to get to know. But the petite brunette had the best-looking pair of tits John had ever seen. John loved to find a good excuse to talk to Sue and ogle her breasts.

"Hi, Sue," he meted her.

He noticed how startled she looked. She obviously hadn't seem him come in.

"John!" she exclaimed. "You scared me out of a week's growth. Where did you come from?"

"Oh, I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by to me what was happening. What are you doing here?"

"I had, to go home sick on Wednesday. I'm making up for lost time. I can't afford to lose that time off my paycheck."

"I know what you mean. Paychecks are scrawny enough around here."

Sue laughed. She was glad to have some company. There was nothing more lonely than a usually busy office when it was empty. She had thought she wanted to avoid people for a while. It surprised her how happy she was to see young John.

He was cheerful and good company. Just what the doctor ordered. Sue needed something to snap her out of her recent depression. She looked up at the boy. He was cute, too, she decided. It was always more fun to talk to a cute boy than a homely one.

"Actually I was just looking for some company," John confessed. "Things are usually slow for me on Saturday mornings. Everyone seems to be busy or sleeping in. I've never been able to sleep in my life."

"Me either. I like mornings best. Everything's so fresh and pretty."

John was surprised. He had never seen. Sue so friendly and talkative. Maybe she digs me, he thought, and smiled to himself. He looked at her firm round tits with new eyes. With eyes, that had reason to hope.

"Hey, I've got a great idea," John said. "It's almost hutch time. Why don't you let me treat you to the best Italian restaurant in town? It's only a couple of blocks away. And the food is great!"

Sue hesitated for only a moment. She wondered if it was proper for her to accept a date with a guy almost five years younger than she was.

Oh phooey! she decided. We're only going out for lunch. It'll be fun.

"I'd like to go, Johnny. Just let me finish up this docket, and I'll be right with you."

The boy watched her work from the other side of the room. He watched her tits bounce slightly as she worked.

They managed to find a quiet corner booth when they arrived at the restaurant. They were just ahead of the usual lunch rush. The boy ordered pizza for them both, along with a bottle of the house wine.

"Gee, I don't know about drinking so early in the day," Sue said. "I still have some work to do back at the office."

"Heck, it's only wine." John told her. "Besides, it helps wash down the pizza. Pizza's just not the same without some wine or beer."

Sue was satisfied. She needed to enjoy herself. Particularly after her discoveries about Ken and Greta. She had been feeling hurt and confused ever since. Hurt by Ken's shameless promiscuity. Confused by her own lewd reaction to it.

Being with John was good for her. It made her feel young and happy and untroubled again.

The two talked and laughed through lunch like a couple of old friends. John had never seen the older woman like this. He was enjoying himself immensely. He dared to hope that Sue liked him in a boy-girl kind of way. He hoped so. He sure liked her and those swell tits.

"Whew!" she exclaimed as they prepared to leave the restaurant. "That wine really hit me hard. I feel like I'm walking five inches off the pound."

"Me too," he told her. "I feel great. Come on. I'll walk you back to the office."

She tripped on a curb on the walk back. John put an arm around her to catch her. The arm stayed there for the rest of the walk. The youth could scarcely contain his excitement. Here he was walking with his arm around the best-looking girl in the office!

Sue realized she shouldn't encourage the boy's attentions like this. But it felt good to have a nice, warm, friendly arm around her. It made her feel loved. She had been so lonely lately, with no one to discuss her deepest fears and anxieties with.

When they were back inside the office, Sue realized she would not be able to do any work for a while. She felt too giddy.

The conversation had left her feeling excited and full of energy.

"I know if I sat down at the typewriter, I'd make a million mistakes," she explained as she began to clear her desk.

It startled her when she suddenly felt him pull her close to him. His arms enfolded her slender frame. His lips bore down on hers in a kiss that was both gentle and firm.