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Nan was our volunteer intern in the office, working with my social worker. She was about 50 years old, and overweight, and wore glasses. She had orange-red hair that looked real, but which I figured was a dye, cut in a short style that I, never-the-less, found attractive. She had a fair complexion, dressed fairly casually and big tits. I knew she was not married, but beyond that I had little contact with her.
It happened that my social worker was a big college football fan, and so was I . One Friday we were teasing each other and we made a bet on that weekend's game. Nan was in the office and heard us bet, and I saw her look up, with a sparkle in her eye. "Can I get in on this too?" She asked.
"Sure." I replied. My social worker and I had bet before, and the standard bet was that the loser bought lunch. Nan and I had not discussed the terms of the bet, but I assumed it would be the same.
My team won. On Monday my social worker took me out to lunch, and in the course of the meal she mentioned that Nan was worried about losing the bet. After I'd left last Friday, Nan had told my social worker how she was strapped for money, and that she sure hoped they won as she didn't think she could afford to buy me lunch if they lost. I hadn't really thought of that, and decided then that I would not hold Nan to a lunch.
Nan didn't come in until Tuesday, and she came into my office mid morning and asked to speak with me. She was dressed in a sort of sundress, no hose, and the tops of her freckled breasts were clear to see. I had her close the door, because I wanted some privacy.
"I guess you won the bet." She said, as she sat down in one of the chairs in front of my desk. She'd put her legs together and folded her hands in her lap, but there was something about her eyes that told me she was more available than her posture indicated.
I took the chance and walked around to the front of my desk, and leaned back against it, just a couple of feet away from where Nan sat before me. I had a good view of her chest."Yes, I did. Did you come in here to pay up?" I asked.
"I wanted to talk to you about that, and see if there's something we can work out. I thought maybe I could make you a lunch instead of buying you one. I don't live far from here, and I could have something ready by the time you got there. If that sounds alright to you?"
"That sounds great! Is today alright?" I was getting a little excited about the prospect of going to Nan's home. I wasn't sure if this was a straight meal, or if she had other things on her mind, but I could have sworn I saw her gaze drop to my crotch at least a time or two.
She gave me the address, and I agreed to meet her there at noon. I asked her what she'd be fixing, and she said she was sure I'd like it. When she left the office I had a hard-on from the sexual tension. I had a hard time getting any work done for the next hour and a half, I could barely wait until noon.
By the time noon arrived, I had convinced myself that I was going over not to get fed, but to get laid. I hurried to Nan's house. When I pulled up, the house was about what I expected. Nan was 50, and going to college, so she didn't have a lot of money. But the place was clean, and I could smell something good cooking as I walked up to the porch. Part of me was disappointed, because it sure smelled like Nan was going to feed me, not fuck me. I knocked on the door, and Nan şişli escort (http://www.escortbayanistanbul.biz/Bolge/sisli-escort/) answered the door wearing her work clothes, except that she'd taken off her shoes.
I stepped in and told her that it definitely smelled good in there. "I put on some stew." She said."It still needs to simmer some. It can wait until we're ready." She still had that look in her eye, and she was standing about three feet in front of me. I started getting horny again. "I'm glad you agreed to accept less than your usual bet. I know you normally would get more for winning."
The way she said that encouraged me, so I decided to go for it. "True. The loser usually has to put out for a pretty expensive meal. Winning is definitely worthwhile." Nan was looking at me, like she was expecting more, so I continued. "I really ought to be getting more than just a home cooked meal."
"Just, what did you have in mind?" She asked. I decided to go for broke. We weren't at the office, and she really wasn't my employee. I figured the worst thing that could happen was that she'd say no. And maybe slap the shit out of me.
"I think that you should be my slave for the lunch hour. Since time is money, just give me one hour of your time."
She looked at me, with that slight smile on her face, and said "Okay. Your hour starts right now. What do you want?"
I walked to her, put my hand under her chin, and raised her face. I removed her glasses, then I bent down and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth and, after a bit, feeling her tongue snaking back at me. "Take off your cloths" I said.
She stepped back a little, and pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She then began undoing the buttons of her blouse, and pulled it back off of her shoulders. She had on a lacy white bra, which was holding up two massive tits. The blouse also hit the floor and she reached behind her to remove the bra. She watched my face the whole time she undressed, and never showed any signs of hesitation, or embarrassment.
When she dropped the bra I stared at her gorgeous tits. They were quite pale, with a lot of freckles. The blue veins of her blood were clearly visible through the skin and they hung down her chest and rested on her pot belly. The areolas were huge, about three inches across, and her nipples stood out like little mesas. While she moved her hands down to remove her panties I reached out and pinched her nipples, feeling them harden even more in my grasp.
When she was naked I looked at her, and discovered I was wrong about her hair. Her pussy hair was sparser than I expected, but definitely red in color. "Take out my cock." I told her, and she promptly dropped to her knees in front of me and began unfastening my pants. She quickly had them undone, and pulled down to my knees, then she also pulled my briefs down and put both hands on my cock, which was quite hard. She stroked the shaft, and head, with one hand, while she fondled my balls with the other.
"Suck it." I ordered, and she eagerly took my cock into her mouth, where she began licking and sucking like a starved woman. She bobbed her head up and down the shaft, all the while stroking my balls. I loved it. But I didn't want to come yet, so after an all too brief time, I told her to stop.
I kicked off my shoes
It happened that my social worker was a big college football fan, and so was I . One Friday we were teasing each other and we made a bet on that weekend's game. Nan was in the office and heard us bet, and I saw her look up, with a sparkle in her eye. "Can I get in on this too?" She asked.
"Sure." I replied. My social worker and I had bet before, and the standard bet was that the loser bought lunch. Nan and I had not discussed the terms of the bet, but I assumed it would be the same.
My team won. On Monday my social worker took me out to lunch, and in the course of the meal she mentioned that Nan was worried about losing the bet. After I'd left last Friday, Nan had told my social worker how she was strapped for money, and that she sure hoped they won as she didn't think she could afford to buy me lunch if they lost. I hadn't really thought of that, and decided then that I would not hold Nan to a lunch.
Nan didn't come in until Tuesday, and she came into my office mid morning and asked to speak with me. She was dressed in a sort of sundress, no hose, and the tops of her freckled breasts were clear to see. I had her close the door, because I wanted some privacy.
"I guess you won the bet." She said, as she sat down in one of the chairs in front of my desk. She'd put her legs together and folded her hands in her lap, but there was something about her eyes that told me she was more available than her posture indicated.
I took the chance and walked around to the front of my desk, and leaned back against it, just a couple of feet away from where Nan sat before me. I had a good view of her chest."Yes, I did. Did you come in here to pay up?" I asked.
"I wanted to talk to you about that, and see if there's something we can work out. I thought maybe I could make you a lunch instead of buying you one. I don't live far from here, and I could have something ready by the time you got there. If that sounds alright to you?"
"That sounds great! Is today alright?" I was getting a little excited about the prospect of going to Nan's home. I wasn't sure if this was a straight meal, or if she had other things on her mind, but I could have sworn I saw her gaze drop to my crotch at least a time or two.
She gave me the address, and I agreed to meet her there at noon. I asked her what she'd be fixing, and she said she was sure I'd like it. When she left the office I had a hard-on from the sexual tension. I had a hard time getting any work done for the next hour and a half, I could barely wait until noon.
By the time noon arrived, I had convinced myself that I was going over not to get fed, but to get laid. I hurried to Nan's house. When I pulled up, the house was about what I expected. Nan was 50, and going to college, so she didn't have a lot of money. But the place was clean, and I could smell something good cooking as I walked up to the porch. Part of me was disappointed, because it sure smelled like Nan was going to feed me, not fuck me. I knocked on the door, and Nan şişli escort (http://www.escortbayanistanbul.biz/Bolge/sisli-escort/) answered the door wearing her work clothes, except that she'd taken off her shoes.
I stepped in and told her that it definitely smelled good in there. "I put on some stew." She said."It still needs to simmer some. It can wait until we're ready." She still had that look in her eye, and she was standing about three feet in front of me. I started getting horny again. "I'm glad you agreed to accept less than your usual bet. I know you normally would get more for winning."
The way she said that encouraged me, so I decided to go for it. "True. The loser usually has to put out for a pretty expensive meal. Winning is definitely worthwhile." Nan was looking at me, like she was expecting more, so I continued. "I really ought to be getting more than just a home cooked meal."
"Just, what did you have in mind?" She asked. I decided to go for broke. We weren't at the office, and she really wasn't my employee. I figured the worst thing that could happen was that she'd say no. And maybe slap the shit out of me.
"I think that you should be my slave for the lunch hour. Since time is money, just give me one hour of your time."
She looked at me, with that slight smile on her face, and said "Okay. Your hour starts right now. What do you want?"
I walked to her, put my hand under her chin, and raised her face. I removed her glasses, then I bent down and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth and, after a bit, feeling her tongue snaking back at me. "Take off your cloths" I said.
She stepped back a little, and pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She then began undoing the buttons of her blouse, and pulled it back off of her shoulders. She had on a lacy white bra, which was holding up two massive tits. The blouse also hit the floor and she reached behind her to remove the bra. She watched my face the whole time she undressed, and never showed any signs of hesitation, or embarrassment.
When she dropped the bra I stared at her gorgeous tits. They were quite pale, with a lot of freckles. The blue veins of her blood were clearly visible through the skin and they hung down her chest and rested on her pot belly. The areolas were huge, about three inches across, and her nipples stood out like little mesas. While she moved her hands down to remove her panties I reached out and pinched her nipples, feeling them harden even more in my grasp.
When she was naked I looked at her, and discovered I was wrong about her hair. Her pussy hair was sparser than I expected, but definitely red in color. "Take out my cock." I told her, and she promptly dropped to her knees in front of me and began unfastening my pants. She quickly had them undone, and pulled down to my knees, then she also pulled my briefs down and put both hands on my cock, which was quite hard. She stroked the shaft, and head, with one hand, while she fondled my balls with the other.
"Suck it." I ordered, and she eagerly took my cock into her mouth, where she began licking and sucking like a starved woman. She bobbed her head up and down the shaft, all the while stroking my balls. I loved it. But I didn't want to come yet, so after an all too brief time, I told her to stop.
I kicked off my shoes