Her New Employee, Conclusion

When she had the girl on the edge, she stopped, slid her body along the girl's until she was inches from her face, a finger still inside her slippery cunt.

"Do you want me to bring this meeting to it's conclusion?"

"Ye, yessss ma'am, please," the girl begged.

"Are you going to be a good girl? Are you going to always do as your boss instructs you?"

"Oh yes, ma'am," she nodded earnestly, her eyes glowing with delight.

"Your little cunt is throbbing right now, isn't it?"

"Oh God, yes ma'am. Please make it stop," she pleaded.

"There, there sweetheart. I'm going to make everything alright. And in return, we will convene meetings such as this whenever I see fit," she asserted as she worked her way back down the girl's body.

"Oh yes ma'am. Whatever you say ma'am," came her reply as she spread her legs even wider apart in anticipation of her much sought after relief.

She lowered her head between the girl's legs, her mouth sucking in her clit, her tongue circling it as her lips sucked. She slipped one, then two fingers inside her vagina, fucking her steadily with them.

The girl's hand slapped against the window as her body arched off the seat, her thighs clamping down around her boss' head as she came all over her face. She flooded her boss' mouth with her juices as she moaned her ectasy.

When it was done she threw the girl's clothing at her and barked,

"Get dressed. You've wasted too much of my afternoon with your whorish needs."

"Yes ma'am," came the meek reply.

As the girl began to slip her panties back on, she reached over and took them from her.

"Uh,uh, uh," she tutted. "I'll keep these," she announced as she slipped them on underneath her skirt.

She drove the girl back to work and deposited her at her desk. She delighted in continuing her work day with the girl's wet panties pressed against her own slippery sex.

Moments before the girl's scheduled departure time, she discretely deposited the panties into the girl's lap.

"You are to put these back on dear and wear them home. When you get there, you are to take them off and breath deeply the scent of our two wet cunts."

"When you arrive tomorrow, I want a full report before I give you the day's assignments."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll do exactly as you have instructed," she replied as she scurried out the door, eager to complete her tasks.

She smiled with satisfaction as she watched the girl leave knowing the pleasure she would derive from training this newest little toy.

Her New Employee, Pt. 2

She sought her mouth again, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as her hand roamed freely under the girl's skirt until she reached her panties already beginning to soak through with moisture.

"Why don't we get a bit more comfortable, dear," she cooed as she began to undress the girl. When the girl removed her bra, freeing her magnificent breasts for the firl time, she gasped with their loveliness.

"Wh, wha, what is it ma'am?" the girl asked self conciously as she attempted to cover her exposure with her hands.

"Oh my dear, you have such beautiful breasts," she praised as she gently lowered her hands.

She took them in her hands and squeezed, tweaking each nipple as the girl shivered with pleasure. She moved from the driver's seat to the passenger cabin as she laid against the girl and took her breasts into her mouth. She watched as she arched her back and moaned with pleasure as she sucked and nibbled each lovely, round breast.

She slowly began to lick and kiss her way down the girl's body until her face was inches from the burning heat between the girl's legs. She could smell her arousal through her visibly wet panties. She moved the panties to the side and flicked her tongue over the girl's swollen lips at which her whole body bucked off gthe seat as she let out a loud groan.

"Shall we move forward with the meeting dear?" she probed.

"Yes ma'am, please," she moaned.

With that acquiescence, she buried her face in the girl's sloppy wet cunt. She drank in her heat and scent and taste as she delicately flicked her tongue over one side of her pebble hard little clit as she slid a finger inside her wet little hole.

Her head moved ever so slightly back and forth as she drug her tongue over the girl's clit. The girl's naked body writhed and gyrated above her as she reached up to pinch her pink little nipples. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she came nearer and nearer to release...

Her New Employee, Pt. 1

There is a girl at my office, much younger than I, mid 20's, who Jay and I find mutually attractive. We joke about it from time to time. We were having such a conversation once in which Jay suggested I should ask B if I could wear her panties. We both laughed, then both stopped cold at the same time, and gasped, "That's hot!" From that exchange grew the following smutty story in my head...

She had been keeping an eye on her new employee for several weeks now. She observed her round little ass as it left her office, gazed discretely at her breasts as she bent over her desk, watched her full, pink lips move as she spoke.

One afternoon when she decided she had seen enough, she asked her new employee to accompany her to lunch. The girl was positively giddy as she accepted her offer. She saw her slip into the restroom 15 minutes before their agreed upon lunchtime, and emerge with fresly applied lipstick, and a well powered nose. She smiled to herself at how eager her new little employee was to impress. She looked forward to discovering just how far she could push her enthusiasm.

When lunchtime arrived, she packed the girl into her car and chauffered her to a mutually pleasing restaurant. They made chit chat on the way, discussing the weather, pets, weekend plans. Once they were seated, she made a few menu recommendations to her guest as they settled comfortably into further "girl talk."

At one point in the midst of this conversation she complimented her new employee on her beautiful green eyes to which she offered a self-concious "thank you." Another point in the conversation found her gazingly openly at the girl's ample breasts until she giggled and blushed. As they wound up their meal, she announced she did have an important reason for inviting her out to lunch today, and suggested they discuss it further in the car.

She paid the bill while the girl again retreated to the restroom to freshen up. She returned seeming anxious and apprehensive about the discussion looming in the car.

When they were seated in the car, the girl immediately blurted out,

"Ma'am I hope you are pleased with my work. I trust it is up to your standard."

To which she offered a soothing, "Oh yes, dear. Everything is fine in that department," as she patted her bare knee.

She then turned to her, her own cleavage spilling out the top of her blouse and said,

"I had simply hoped we might get better acquainted. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

"Ummm hmmm," came the girl's murmered reply.

"I've taken a special interest in you dear. You're a very pleasant addition to our team," she cooed as she leaned closer to the girl.

"I'm so glad you are pleased, ma'am," came the girl's response.

"I am, dear, very please," she agreed, her face inches away from the girl's, her hand resting lightly on her thigh.

She inhaled her cinnamon scented breath just before their lips met. The girl gave a surprised little "oh" as their tongues found each other. The kiss seemed to last an eternity, growing more and more hungry as she ran her hand up the girl's smooth thigh.

She pulled back, stroking the girl's hair and asked, "Shall I continue, dear?"

"Y, ye, ye, yesss ma'am," came her breathy reply.

The Poolboy's Education, Conclusion

He fixed his gaze on her shiny, wet cunt unsure if he could really be this fortunate. Fearful of making a wrong move as his cock swelled and pulsed against his belly.

"Well, what are you waiting for, you silly boy? I need to be fucked, NOW!," she commanded.

He grasped her hips and thrust himself balls deep inside her.

"Oooh, such a big fucking cock, dear. Mmmmm, such a good, good boy," she moaned as they rocked together.

"Ma'am, oh ma'am I'm sorry," he gasped as he came inside her.

She wheeled around, "You stupid, fucking little boy! What did you just do? Did you just cum in me?"

"Yes, ma'am," he replied shamefully, eyes cast down.

"What a worthless piece of shit you are," she spat at him as she removed her soiled bikini bottoms.

She approached him, pulled his chin down to open his mouth, stuffed the cum stained bottoms into his mouth, and bent him over the chaise lounge.

"You stupid little cunt. You WILL learn to control yourself," she shouted as she smacked his ass with the paddle over and over again.

"That's right, suck on your own filth, you little cunt," as she put all her strength into smacking his ass.

His red ass began to squirm away from her blows, as she watched his hands grip the chair in agony.

"Don't you squirm away from me, brat," she commanded as she abandoned the paddle in favor of her hand again for the intimate contact it afforded.

"If you would just learn to be a good boy, and do as you're told all this could be avoided," she soothed as her blows grew softer and slower.

She caressed his abused ass, it's heat seeping into the palm of her hand before flipping him onto his back.

She straddled his face there on the chaise lounge and lowered her cum filled pussy to his lips.

She ran her fingers through his hair and gently whispered, "Lick it, baby," as he eagerly sought her wet cunt.

He sucked her throbbing clit into his mouth as she arched her back and moaned her pleasure.

She ground her hips against his face, their combined juices coating his face.

"That's right, slut. Clean up your own mess," she spat at him as he eagerly licked at her open slit.

She pinched her erect nipples as he sucked hard at her pulsing clit, his own cock growing aroused once again.

"Fuck, boy. Fuck, that's it, make me cum," she screamed as she came all over his eager little face.

When it was done, she quickly dismounted him, and pulled him upright.

"I do hope you've learned something here today about how to treat your employer, dear," she chastised as she wrapped a robe about her.

"Now get the fuck out of my sight," she commanded as he hurried away, naked, cock still painfully hard, and ass marked with their encounter.

The Poolboy's Education, Pt. 2

She emerged from the pool, water running off her body as she retreated into the poolhouse with a backward glance indicating he was to follow her.

When he entered the poolhouse, she was waiting for him, leaning against one wall, an object mysteriouly hidden behind her back.

"What a miserable, disrespectful little brat you are," she spat at him.

"Ma'am?" he quiered, clearly bewildered as to how he had offended.

"You are well paid to come to my home to clean my pool, and you think that gives you permission to use me for your own sick gratification?" she accused.

He simply stared at her, dumbfounded.

"WELL, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?" she screamed at him, the high notes of her voice echoing off the walls of the small shelter.

"Ma'am, I thought, but you..." he stammered.

"Shut up, I've heard enough. Get over here and face the wall, brat," she demanded.

He approached her haltingly until he stood in front of her, searching her face for clues as to what he was to do next.

"Are you DEAF, boy? I said face the wall," she shouted as she shoved him into the wall behind her.

"And just for the record, if you raise your eyes to me again, I'll slice your fucking balls off, dear," she hissed into his ear.

She felt his body stiffen at those words as she took each white buttock in her hands and squeezed, her nails digging into the soft flesh where his legs met his ass.

SMACK, came her first blow to his ass as he jumped with surprise.

SMACK, SLAP, SMACK as she continued her discipline, and his sweet, round ass began to grow pink.

"A boy like you needs to learn his place in my house," she instructed as she rubbed the cool, smoothness of her leather paddle against his ass.

He snapped his head around in pursuit of a fearful glance at what she held in her hand.

She slammed his head against the wall, his cheek pressed painfully against the rough concrete, as she hissed, "Do that again, and I promise, you'll wish you hadn't, dear."

THWACK went the first strike of the paddle against his pliable flesh. She heard him exhale with the pain, but his stance remained frozen in place.

THWACK, BLAM, SLAP as the poolhouse was filled with the sounds of the poolboy's discipline. His breath was coming in labored gasps, a sheen of sweat covered his body, but still he remained obediently in place before her.

"That's a good boy," she cooed as she gently rubbed his burning ass. She got down on her knees behind him to apply her tongue to his welts. He moaned with relief as her tongue roamed freely over his ass, soothing in it's soft wetness.

She stood behind him again, took his cock in her hand and began to stroke.

"Mmmmm, do you like this, dear?" she whispered.

"Yes, ma'am," he moaned.

"How about this?" she queried as she brought the paddle down on his ass again.

"Yes, ma'am," he grunted.

She stroked his cock and paddled his ass until he was throbbing in her hand, clearly close to another orgasm.

"Would you like to fuck my pussy, brat?"

"Yes, ma'am. I very much would," he replied.

She bent over a chaise lounge on her hands and knees, pulled her bikini to the side and waved her wet pussy invitingly at him...

The Poolboy's Education, Pt. 1

This story is a sharp departure from anything I have ever written before. It is a complete role reversal for me, and has opened my eyes to what it means to be a "switch." It came to me one Sunday morning as I lie in that state of drowsy wakefulness only a lazy Sunday morning can afford. My pussy grew dripping wet as the wheels of my mind raced, until I attacked Jay with an aching need to be fucked.


She lie there sunning on the chaise lounge, naked save her bikini bottom, sweat beginning to pool underneath her breasts, as the pool boy arrived for his daily duties. She scrutinized him behind the shade of her sunglasses, and found him more than acceptable. He was tall, perhaps 6'3" she judged, dark haired, broad shouldered, firmly muscled, well tanned, and not possibly a day over 21.

She noticed him sneaking furtive glances her way across the glimering blue of the water as he went about the business of tending to her pool. She slowly rubbed more oil onto her breasts and belly, allowing her hand to disappear for a whisper of a moment into her bikini bottoms for the sheer pleasure of seeing him drop all pretense of working simply to watch her.

She pointedly removed her sunglasses, looked him brazenly in the eye, and beckoned him to her with a wiggling index finger. He swiftly obeyed, as she had known he would.

She stretched herself back onto the chaise lounge, and looked up at him as he stood beside her.

"Were you watching me just now, boy?" she asked.

"No, ma'am, Uh, I mean yes, I mean no, not really," he stammered.

"It's ok dear. I don't mind," she soothed.

"Really?" he blurted out, astonished at his good fortune.

"That's right. Not at all," she encouraged as she rubbed her breasts, slick and shiny with suntan oil.

He licked his lips as he watched her.

"Oh dear, I see I've caused you some trouble," she cooed as she gestured towards the growing bulge in his pants.

He stood frozen, at a loss for what to do.

"Take them off, dear," she stated quietly.

"Ma'am?"

"You heard me. Take off your shorts, and show me your cock," she ordered.

He hesitantly did as he was told, and stood before her; his cock hard and resting against his taut belly, unsure what he was to do next.

"Turn around, dear," she guided.

Again he did just as he was told, and she gazed at his tight ass, it's whiteness a stark contrast to the bronze tan which covered the rest of his body.

"Oh," she murmured as she reached out to stroke one smooth buttock, before giving it a good, hard slap.

"Turn around again, and take it in your hand for me," she directed

"Yes, ma'am," came his breathless reply.

He gripped his cock in his hand, his thumb resting lightly against the oozing head, and began to stroke.

She reached out and slapped both cock and hand.

"Did I tell you to do that, boy?" she hissed.

"No, ma'am," he winced.

"You will do as you are told, or you will leave right now. Am I understood?"

"Yes, ma'am" the boy agreed.

"That's a good boy. Now come here and stand over me," she told him.

He straddled her chair, his cock hovering over her oiled breasts as beads of sweat ran down off his chest to land on hers.

"Now, stroke it for me, love," she breathed.

He began to stroke, his hands moving deftly up and down his shaft.

"Slowly, dear. We don't want to blow too soon now do we?" she soothed.

With obvious effort, and a quivering of his belly, he slowed his efforts. His hand aching to move more swiftly.

"Yes, that's right, baby," she whispered as she ran her hands up and down his hard thighs.

"Does baby want more? Does my poor dear want to cum?" she teased as she reached up to squeeze his tight balls.

"Yes ma'am," he gritted out between clenched teeth.

She coated her middle finger in suntan oil and thrust it into his asshole as he gasped with shock while his cock began to freezly ooze excitement all over his hand.

"Does that feel good, boy?" she cooed as she thrust her finger higher into his ass, and watched him shiver with delight.

"Mmmmm, Ma'am, yes ma'am," he moaned.

"Makes you want to cum, doesn't it slut?" she spat as her middle finger twisted inside his asshole.

"Go ahead," she assented releasing him from his prison of need.

His strokes instantly grew swifter and stronger. His head tilted back, his shoulders slackened as he worked his rigid cock for her.

"I'm right here. I'm waiting for it, baby," she moaned as she writhed beneath him, awaiting his precious gift, her middle finger viciously fucking his open asshole.

With a load moan, he began to unload all over her. Ropes of white hot cum shot out of him all over her tits, her belly, her face as he came and came.

"Such a good boy," she crooned as she stood up, kissed him deeply, and dove into the pool to wash him from her body.