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I had been working in the bar for about five or six months, it was an odd place, in a shopping complex so closed ridiculously early for a pub, around 6pm. I was 21 at the time, generally laid back but was in a pretty fanatical phase of my fitness regime, I was pretty cut, back then and working in the bar in the city, it was great for meeting girls. At this time I was seeing one, a nice, but quite shy and quiet girl I had managed to persuade to take out a couple of times, but hadn't got any further than a fairly tame make-out session with her and I was getting frustrated.
Jacqui was my manager, 37 years old, about 5'6” with bottle blonde hair in a tight crop. She wasn't beautiful but oozed sexuality, with a fit body, she drank and partied quite a bit but was big into yoga and the gym too and it showed. She dressed younger than her age, but could easily get away with it. The day in question for example, she was wearing tight blue denims showing the shape of her legs and the curve of her sexy arse, and a too-small T to show off her toned core. She wasn't wearing a bra under her T, which she did often, but her b-cup tits were age-defyingly pert.
The bar had been quiet all day, I was the only one on the bar most of the time, Jacqui working in her office at the back of the building, only popping in and out occasionally. I was meeting the girl I had been dating in town after my shift. After hours of clock watching, talking shit with the Chef and serving the very occasional customer. It was finishing time. I raced around cleaning up and closing the pub down. It was only as I was letting the Chef out the door I realised I had not seen Jacqui in a few hours. I went behind the bar again and through the door to the back rooms and her office.
I knocked on the door and she told me to come in. The office was a glorified, adapted storage room, with a bar table as a desk and a crazy-old looking PC, some boxes of files and the office chair Jacqui was sat in. Today there was also a half-drunk bottle of wine and a glass. Jacqui didn't look happy.
“Hey, Jacqui. We're all finished up, I was about to head off.. You OK?” I asked.
She looked up at me, fuck she had sexy eyes, pale blue.
“I'm alright, doll” she said, unconvincingly in her Glaswegian accent, softer than her usual brash tones.
“Come on” I said, moving round and leaning against her table desk “What's up?”
She took another swig over wine and proceeded to tell me that she had a call from the pub owners and it was closing down. It didn't really come as a surprise, it was a big place and always pretty empty. It did surprise me how down Jacqui looked. We had all talked about the possibility over the past few months and she had been pretty casual about the idea. Now it was happening it seemed that was all a front, she was out of cash without a job she would have to go home to her folks, which at her age, was humiliating for her.
I took a drink with her, did my best to console her, telling her something would turn up, she was a great boss etc. I put a hand on her shoulder, I said I would stay but I had to meet my girlfriend. She put her hand on mine.
“It's fine, don't be stupid. I'm a big girl. My mates are coming round soon anyway” she said, looking up with those eyes again. Call me an arsehole, but something about a girls vulnerable, eyes, watery, fighting back a tear, gets my cock twitching.
My hand had been lingering on her shoulder and she didn't seem to mind, in fact, her hand was lingering on mine...
“You know what, I've got time for one last drink.” I grinned, I looked around there was a box of white wine bottles in the corner, I pulled a bottle out and opened it. “fuck it, right? What they gonna do, sack us?”
She laughed. “Exactly”
I filled her glass and raised the bottle to it.
“To you, Jacqui. The best boss I've had. And, for sure the hottest” I took a swig, keeping my eye on her for her reaction to that. She smiled, shaking her head.
“Aye, whatever, ye wee charmer” she said, drinking, but I could tell she was flattered.
“I mean it, you think I was working here for the great pay or the career prospects?”
We both laughed, she got up putting down her glass, she gave me a big hug.
“Ye wee radge. I'll miss you too”
I put the bottle down and put my arms around her, I leaned back a little against the table, she rested her head against my chest, neither of us making to leave the embrace. The sexual tension was filling the small room quickly.
“I know I'll be OK” she said quietly our hands were moving slowly over each other “But I'm still sad, I've worked bars all my life, it's starting to feel like I've wasted it”
“Jesus, Jacqui” I snorted a laugh, she tilted her head up “This isn't like you, I've seen you chuck guys twice my size out this place, never mind yours. It's just a set back. You'll be fine”
I gave her a peck on the forehead. She smiled and pecked me back on the cheek, and so it began..
Soon we were kissing passionately, breathing deep as our lips locked, her tongue rolled in my mouth as I felt her hand slip under my top and over my torso. My hands slid down her back, bare, exposed by her too short T, her skin was warm smooth and soft. My hands continued down over her hips, round to her arse, squeezing her cheeks, they were gym-hardened peaches and I moaned in to her mouth as I massaged the denim covered buns.
We stayed lip locked as I moved us around so she was against the desk and I started to unbutton her jeans, the heat between us was intense, like we had professional all this time and suppressed our lust for months and it was all being unleashed now. I tugged at her jeans, got them just past her arse but they were insanely tight and proving awkward to get off, I was hardening fast and getting impatient. I lifted her by the hips, she let out a squeal of surprise as I sat her on the desk.
We laughed as I awkwardly, hurriedly tugged off her skin tight denims, pulling them down those smooth golden brown legs. Throwing them aside I moved my hands back to her hips, she gripped the edge of the desk raising herself as my fingers hooked her tiny silk and lace panties and slid them down and off.
I paused for a moment, noticing her all over tan and her smooth pussy. I had seen a few girls shaved before, but never one waxed smooth and tanned like this outside of porn. She raised her legs and widened them, her smooth pussy lips a delicious bright pink contrasting with the deep brown of her skin. I crouched down, giving a long slow lick over them and flicking my tongue over her clit.
Jaqui moaned and tilted her head back, but she was in no mood for foreplay. She moved her hands through my hair, then down to my shoulders, tugging at my top to raise me to my feet.
“It's already wet. Fuck me!” she moaned in her half-drunk, breathless Glaswegian drawl.
My cock hardened at her directness. She was already tugging at my belt and unfastening my trousers. I lifted off my top, she smiled sliding a palm up over my abs and chest, fast-tracking more blood to my cock, then gripped my neck kissing hard as I tugged down my trousers and boxers to my thigh. I moaned in to her mouth as her free hand clenched around my rapidly stiffening cock, wanking it to full size.
I widened my stance, lowering myself as Jacqui reached one hand around me and gripped my arse cheek, her other gripped my shaft even more firmly, guiding it to her. She was indeed wet and my cock slipped right in, I looked down watching her hot shaven pussy take it as I pushed in deep, her thighs locked tight around my sides as we both moaned in satisfaction.
“fuck me” she repeated purring, her arms and legs clamping tight around me.
I started to do just that, taking her lead and sense of urgency, I built up quickly to a hard, fast pounding rhythm. He face was level with my chest and I could feel her bite and nibble at it between her moans and yelps and groans. I had rested a hand on the wall behind her and stared at it, my teeth gritted as I powered a barrage of thrusts into her, I could not see her but could hear this was just what she was looking for.
Her pussy was unexpectedly, fantastically tight and after a few moments I slowed and stepped back, concerned I was going to blow too soon. Jacqui loosened the grip her lips had round my body. I looked down in to her eyes, they were heavy, lust-filled, her tanned face glowing and her short blonde hair distressed, I felt a wave of pride inside at the rocketing I had just given her.
She stood up and moved forward her hand on me moving me back. I sat back in her office chair, looking over her toned, bronzed body as she lifted off her T-shirt, soaking in her pert b-cup tits with their pale hard nipples and her yoga-toned stomach.
“That's a nice cock, Robbie” she said matter-of-factly, tossing the T to one side “I should've done this months ago”
I grinned, “Damned right”
she swung a leg over my thighs straddling me as her hands gripped my broad shoulders for purchase. I gripped the base of my cock as she squatted over it. There was a brief silence as got our positioning right, then with a sharp, satisfied intake of breath from us both, she sat on it. Her soft smooth slit enveloping my throbbing hard cock like a glove.
“Oh, fuck, yes. Just what I needed” she mumbled, more to herself than to me.
Her cute golden tits were in front of my face and as she began to grind I leaned forward, licking over the soft skin before sucking hard on one.
Soon, Jacqui was riding me hard, slapping loudly against my lap as she gripped my shoulders, nails digging into the skin, the pain not bothering me, just adding to the intensity of the situation. I leaned back in the chair watching her body writhe and jiggle. She was lost in her own world of pleasure, when continued, mumbling and moaning to herself, bringing herself off on my cock like it was a sex toy and I wasn't there, but I wasn't complaining! Varying her speed between slow grinding as she held it in deep and frantic hard riding my head was spinning as I watched her bring herself to orgasm. She screamed and wailed and cursed at the top of her voice, her body juddered violently and she clutched my head to her chest as she let out a deep groan, a rush of her warm pussy juice squirted on to my lap.
She let go of my head and we both leaned back a little, breathing deeply, covered in sweat, our own and each others, my cock still hard, buried in her, ready to burst.
“Good?” I asked.
She grinned, “Very good”, she replied, giving my cheek a slightly patronising pat .
She got up, she looked around as if she was looking for her clothes to get dressed. I clutched her forearm as I stood up.
“I'm not good yet” I grinned at her, using my grip to spin her to face away from me, I moved her forward and bent her over the same desk she had been sitting on.
Even as I pushed into her I could feel I wouldn't last too much longer. Soon we were back in our rhythm my cock pounding hard and fast as we moaned and cursed. Her pussy was slick with her cum, my body slapped noisily against her gorgeous tight arse and I could soon feel my cum swelling. It felt like every muscle in my body tightened, especially my abs and thighs, I pressed Jacqui down against the desk as with a last few rapid-fire thrusts I exploded deep inside her, roaring like a Lion as waves of pleasure flooded over me. I could feel her gasp a little, she hadn't expected me to cum in her.
I stepped back wiping the sweat from my brow. Jacqui stood up and turned, we kind of half-laughed at each other, at how we had both got so carried away, common-sense returning to our brains.
“So, I suppose you'll be leaving me know to meet that we lassie of yours?” she said as we did our best to clean up and dress.
“Well, I.. I have to” I said, not sure if she was getting upset or pissed off or..
She laughed. “It's alright, Robbie. I'm only teasing. I'm no going fatal attraction on ye”
I laughed too, inwardly relieved, it truly was a good hard fuck with no hang ups.
“I bet she won't fuck you like I can, but” she grinned, and I had to concede there was no comparison.
Jacqui was my manager, 37 years old, about 5'6” with bottle blonde hair in a tight crop. She wasn't beautiful but oozed sexuality, with a fit body, she drank and partied quite a bit but was big into yoga and the gym too and it showed. She dressed younger than her age, but could easily get away with it. The day in question for example, she was wearing tight blue denims showing the shape of her legs and the curve of her sexy arse, and a too-small T to show off her toned core. She wasn't wearing a bra under her T, which she did often, but her b-cup tits were age-defyingly pert.
The bar had been quiet all day, I was the only one on the bar most of the time, Jacqui working in her office at the back of the building, only popping in and out occasionally. I was meeting the girl I had been dating in town after my shift. After hours of clock watching, talking shit with the Chef and serving the very occasional customer. It was finishing time. I raced around cleaning up and closing the pub down. It was only as I was letting the Chef out the door I realised I had not seen Jacqui in a few hours. I went behind the bar again and through the door to the back rooms and her office.
I knocked on the door and she told me to come in. The office was a glorified, adapted storage room, with a bar table as a desk and a crazy-old looking PC, some boxes of files and the office chair Jacqui was sat in. Today there was also a half-drunk bottle of wine and a glass. Jacqui didn't look happy.
“Hey, Jacqui. We're all finished up, I was about to head off.. You OK?” I asked.
She looked up at me, fuck she had sexy eyes, pale blue.
“I'm alright, doll” she said, unconvincingly in her Glaswegian accent, softer than her usual brash tones.
“Come on” I said, moving round and leaning against her table desk “What's up?”
She took another swig over wine and proceeded to tell me that she had a call from the pub owners and it was closing down. It didn't really come as a surprise, it was a big place and always pretty empty. It did surprise me how down Jacqui looked. We had all talked about the possibility over the past few months and she had been pretty casual about the idea. Now it was happening it seemed that was all a front, she was out of cash without a job she would have to go home to her folks, which at her age, was humiliating for her.
I took a drink with her, did my best to console her, telling her something would turn up, she was a great boss etc. I put a hand on her shoulder, I said I would stay but I had to meet my girlfriend. She put her hand on mine.
“It's fine, don't be stupid. I'm a big girl. My mates are coming round soon anyway” she said, looking up with those eyes again. Call me an arsehole, but something about a girls vulnerable, eyes, watery, fighting back a tear, gets my cock twitching.
My hand had been lingering on her shoulder and she didn't seem to mind, in fact, her hand was lingering on mine...
“You know what, I've got time for one last drink.” I grinned, I looked around there was a box of white wine bottles in the corner, I pulled a bottle out and opened it. “fuck it, right? What they gonna do, sack us?”
She laughed. “Exactly”
I filled her glass and raised the bottle to it.
“To you, Jacqui. The best boss I've had. And, for sure the hottest” I took a swig, keeping my eye on her for her reaction to that. She smiled, shaking her head.
“Aye, whatever, ye wee charmer” she said, drinking, but I could tell she was flattered.
“I mean it, you think I was working here for the great pay or the career prospects?”
We both laughed, she got up putting down her glass, she gave me a big hug.
“Ye wee radge. I'll miss you too”
I put the bottle down and put my arms around her, I leaned back a little against the table, she rested her head against my chest, neither of us making to leave the embrace. The sexual tension was filling the small room quickly.
“I know I'll be OK” she said quietly our hands were moving slowly over each other “But I'm still sad, I've worked bars all my life, it's starting to feel like I've wasted it”
“Jesus, Jacqui” I snorted a laugh, she tilted her head up “This isn't like you, I've seen you chuck guys twice my size out this place, never mind yours. It's just a set back. You'll be fine”
I gave her a peck on the forehead. She smiled and pecked me back on the cheek, and so it began..
Soon we were kissing passionately, breathing deep as our lips locked, her tongue rolled in my mouth as I felt her hand slip under my top and over my torso. My hands slid down her back, bare, exposed by her too short T, her skin was warm smooth and soft. My hands continued down over her hips, round to her arse, squeezing her cheeks, they were gym-hardened peaches and I moaned in to her mouth as I massaged the denim covered buns.
We stayed lip locked as I moved us around so she was against the desk and I started to unbutton her jeans, the heat between us was intense, like we had professional all this time and suppressed our lust for months and it was all being unleashed now. I tugged at her jeans, got them just past her arse but they were insanely tight and proving awkward to get off, I was hardening fast and getting impatient. I lifted her by the hips, she let out a squeal of surprise as I sat her on the desk.
We laughed as I awkwardly, hurriedly tugged off her skin tight denims, pulling them down those smooth golden brown legs. Throwing them aside I moved my hands back to her hips, she gripped the edge of the desk raising herself as my fingers hooked her tiny silk and lace panties and slid them down and off.
I paused for a moment, noticing her all over tan and her smooth pussy. I had seen a few girls shaved before, but never one waxed smooth and tanned like this outside of porn. She raised her legs and widened them, her smooth pussy lips a delicious bright pink contrasting with the deep brown of her skin. I crouched down, giving a long slow lick over them and flicking my tongue over her clit.
Jaqui moaned and tilted her head back, but she was in no mood for foreplay. She moved her hands through my hair, then down to my shoulders, tugging at my top to raise me to my feet.
“It's already wet. Fuck me!” she moaned in her half-drunk, breathless Glaswegian drawl.
My cock hardened at her directness. She was already tugging at my belt and unfastening my trousers. I lifted off my top, she smiled sliding a palm up over my abs and chest, fast-tracking more blood to my cock, then gripped my neck kissing hard as I tugged down my trousers and boxers to my thigh. I moaned in to her mouth as her free hand clenched around my rapidly stiffening cock, wanking it to full size.
I widened my stance, lowering myself as Jacqui reached one hand around me and gripped my arse cheek, her other gripped my shaft even more firmly, guiding it to her. She was indeed wet and my cock slipped right in, I looked down watching her hot shaven pussy take it as I pushed in deep, her thighs locked tight around my sides as we both moaned in satisfaction.
“fuck me” she repeated purring, her arms and legs clamping tight around me.
I started to do just that, taking her lead and sense of urgency, I built up quickly to a hard, fast pounding rhythm. He face was level with my chest and I could feel her bite and nibble at it between her moans and yelps and groans. I had rested a hand on the wall behind her and stared at it, my teeth gritted as I powered a barrage of thrusts into her, I could not see her but could hear this was just what she was looking for.
Her pussy was unexpectedly, fantastically tight and after a few moments I slowed and stepped back, concerned I was going to blow too soon. Jacqui loosened the grip her lips had round my body. I looked down in to her eyes, they were heavy, lust-filled, her tanned face glowing and her short blonde hair distressed, I felt a wave of pride inside at the rocketing I had just given her.
She stood up and moved forward her hand on me moving me back. I sat back in her office chair, looking over her toned, bronzed body as she lifted off her T-shirt, soaking in her pert b-cup tits with their pale hard nipples and her yoga-toned stomach.
“That's a nice cock, Robbie” she said matter-of-factly, tossing the T to one side “I should've done this months ago”
I grinned, “Damned right”
she swung a leg over my thighs straddling me as her hands gripped my broad shoulders for purchase. I gripped the base of my cock as she squatted over it. There was a brief silence as got our positioning right, then with a sharp, satisfied intake of breath from us both, she sat on it. Her soft smooth slit enveloping my throbbing hard cock like a glove.
“Oh, fuck, yes. Just what I needed” she mumbled, more to herself than to me.
Her cute golden tits were in front of my face and as she began to grind I leaned forward, licking over the soft skin before sucking hard on one.
Soon, Jacqui was riding me hard, slapping loudly against my lap as she gripped my shoulders, nails digging into the skin, the pain not bothering me, just adding to the intensity of the situation. I leaned back in the chair watching her body writhe and jiggle. She was lost in her own world of pleasure, when continued, mumbling and moaning to herself, bringing herself off on my cock like it was a sex toy and I wasn't there, but I wasn't complaining! Varying her speed between slow grinding as she held it in deep and frantic hard riding my head was spinning as I watched her bring herself to orgasm. She screamed and wailed and cursed at the top of her voice, her body juddered violently and she clutched my head to her chest as she let out a deep groan, a rush of her warm pussy juice squirted on to my lap.
She let go of my head and we both leaned back a little, breathing deeply, covered in sweat, our own and each others, my cock still hard, buried in her, ready to burst.
“Good?” I asked.
She grinned, “Very good”, she replied, giving my cheek a slightly patronising pat .
She got up, she looked around as if she was looking for her clothes to get dressed. I clutched her forearm as I stood up.
“I'm not good yet” I grinned at her, using my grip to spin her to face away from me, I moved her forward and bent her over the same desk she had been sitting on.
Even as I pushed into her I could feel I wouldn't last too much longer. Soon we were back in our rhythm my cock pounding hard and fast as we moaned and cursed. Her pussy was slick with her cum, my body slapped noisily against her gorgeous tight arse and I could soon feel my cum swelling. It felt like every muscle in my body tightened, especially my abs and thighs, I pressed Jacqui down against the desk as with a last few rapid-fire thrusts I exploded deep inside her, roaring like a Lion as waves of pleasure flooded over me. I could feel her gasp a little, she hadn't expected me to cum in her.
I stepped back wiping the sweat from my brow. Jacqui stood up and turned, we kind of half-laughed at each other, at how we had both got so carried away, common-sense returning to our brains.
“So, I suppose you'll be leaving me know to meet that we lassie of yours?” she said as we did our best to clean up and dress.
“Well, I.. I have to” I said, not sure if she was getting upset or pissed off or..
She laughed. “It's alright, Robbie. I'm only teasing. I'm no going fatal attraction on ye”
I laughed too, inwardly relieved, it truly was a good hard fuck with no hang ups.
“I bet she won't fuck you like I can, but” she grinned, and I had to concede there was no comparison.
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