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 Days at the bank were long.  She didn't understand where the phrase
`bankers hours' came from.  Her career bloomed in an age where convenience
meant longer hours and more cheesy marketing schemes than the bankers
during the age that coined that phrase could possibly fathom.

   Sara was not the youngest gal in the bank, but she was far from the
older crowd.  Her full figure was far more developed than it was when she
started working there in high school.  Yes, college had done wonders for
her.  Her smiling face illuminated the teller line with her extremely light
complexion, framed by shoulder length chestnut curls; a clear giveaway for
her Irish ancestery.  Her soft body had ample curves, and her business
attire could never quite restrain the curvature of her D-cup breasts.  The
sticker that she had to wear on her chest proclaiming "Ask me how to get a
free gift" only gave men an excuse to stare, and it made her a bit self
conscious.  On the other hand, it was nice to get noticed sometimes.

   That day was particularly slow.  She had already read the newspaper, and
gone through the daily gossip provided by her coworkers.  She hated being
bored, but there was a positive side to slow days in the bank...  Ned.  The
bank manager, 32 with dark hair and a muscular 6'3" build, rarely had a
chance to escape the confines of his office.  Slow days meant that Ned
could come share stories with Sara, and she enjoyed every moment of it. 
Ned went directly to her window whenever he had a free moment, and revelled
in sharing party stories.  She made him feel young, something that didn't
happen that often anymore.  She liked the attention, and getting a glance
at his bulky frame never disappointed either.

   Today, Ned came behind the teller line and spun Sara in her chair until
she held her stomach and begged him to stop.  He laughed and accused her of
not being able to `take the heat'.  She laughed to herself at that
statement...  he had no idea.  He stopped to help the head teller with a
transaction before returning to Sara's side to ask if she wanted him to
spin her again.  Spotting a customer entering the bank, Sara told Ned
`we'll save that for later'.  The moment the words exited her full lips,
Sara realized that it sounded wrong.  Ned raised his eyebrows at her, and
she smirked.  At least she had provided new topic for gossip for her bored
middleaged coworkers!

   The afternoon dragged on, and Sara was searching for any meaningless
task she could find to occupy her time.  A fellow teller suggested that she
clean the microwave in their basement breakroom.  She cringed at the idea
of cleaning up the remnants of frozen weight watchers meals that the slobby
ladies of the office couldn't take the time to wipe up.  It meant that she
could waste some time alone in the basement though, so she agreed.

   Armed with a roll of paper towels and some cleaner, Sara headed into the
large, dimly lit basement.  A small area of it was walled off, creating a
sort of breakroom.  She always thought it looked like it was left
unfinished.  She headed towards the counter in the back of the room.  There
sat the filthy microwave that created her opportunity for escape from the
boring world of banking.  She bent over and looked inside the microwave,
when she felt a slight breeze on the back of her thighs.  She was glad she
was alone; her short skirt didn't provide much coverage of her ass when she
bent over.  She always broke the rules when it came to hosiery too...  she
didn't think it was necessary, but it made this situation all the worse.

   She began to clean the microwave, bending over even more to scrub the
back of the filthy machine.  She had begun to make some real progress when
she felt yet another breeze on her partially exposed backside.  She began
to reach for the back of her skirt to give it a tug down when her hand
brushed something she didn't expect to be there.  Before she could turn
around, two large firm hands planted themselves on her hips.

   " Wow, you sure are getting in there pretty deep..." joked the low but
playful voice of her manager Ned.

   Shocked, but excited by the feel of his hands on her, Sara could barely
reply, but managed to squeak out a quiet `mmhmm'.

   His hands moved slowly down her hips, down to the sides of her tight
thighs.

   `You know, I might have to bust you for breaking dress code...  I know
it seems unfair, but I think it is unfair to expect me to be able to work
while you are walking around looking so smokin' hot."

   When he said this, he slowly pressed his body against her bent over
frame.  She let out a slight moan, barely audible.  Her mind was going a
mile a minute.  She had always fanticized that something like this would
happen, in fact she had pleasured herself thinking about it before.  Now it
seemed like Ned was on his way to making her fantasy become reality.  She
decided to start playing along.

   "I could say the same thing to you.  What are we going to do to fix this
problem?".

   Sara had a way of sounding extremely sexy when she got playful.  Ned
followed suit.

   "Oh, I think that we can rectify this."

   Ned moved his hands further down her legs before running them back up
towards her midsection.  Enjoying the feeling, she pushed her body back
against his large frame.  His hands moved smoothly up to feel the curvature
of her breasts through her shirt.  They felt like they were just about to
pop out of her top.  She moaned in approval.  He began to unbutton her
dress shirt from the bottom up.  When he released the last button, he felt
the warmth of her flesh.  He took off her top, exposing her light skinned
body.  He marveled at how beautiful and soft her white skin made her
appear. He reached around and cupped her tits, which were more than a
handful.

   Sara attempted to turn around to face Ned, but he liked this game.  He
held her body in place.

   "No, I'll let you know when to turn around"

   She loved a man in control.  His cock had grown very hard, and was
pressing firmly through his dress pants against her ass.  She reached back
and placed her hand between the two, wanting to get into contact with his
cock as soon as possible.  He let out a heavy breath in excitement when she
caressed his crotch through his pants.  He moved his hands slowly down her
body from her beautiful tits down to undo the zipper of her skirt.  In one
swift motion, he had her skirt down , and kicked it out of the way.

   She was completely nude now, except for a skimpy pair of black lace
panties that made an extreme contrast against her pale skin.  He reached
around and began to gently rub her pussy through the panties, teasing her.
She began to breathe harder, and moved her hands around to grip his ass,
pulling his body in tighter against hers.  He moved his hands up to her
tits, and massaged them gently for a moment, before turning her around to
face him.

   Sara looked upon Ned and tried to forget that she had seen his wedding
ring, and the picture of his wife and kids in his office.  Still, there was
something about knowing that Ned wanted her despite being married that made
her extremely horny.

   He looked at her body exposed before him, and thought to himself `damn'.
He wished that he had stayed on the dating scene longer than he did,
because young girls like Sara are one in a million.  Her bright blue eyes
looked longingly upon him, and he could wait no longer.  He moved in
swiftly and kissed her full lips gently, until instinct took over and they
were caught in an intense make-out.  He moved his lips down her neck softly
and slowly, until her reached her breasts.  He teased her nipple with his
tongue, moving in circular motions around it.  He put his mouth on her tit
and sucked gently.  She threw her head back and let out a gasp of pleasure.
He moved on and played with the other tit for a short while, before
continuing back up to kiss her lips.

   She skillfully removed his clothing as they continued with a passionate
kissing session.  Finally she pulled away from the kiss and moved down to
her knees to unbutton his pants.  She pulled them down, and he took the
opportunity to kick off his shoes and remove the pants completely.  She
rubbed his throbbing cock through his black calvin klein briefs.  He moaned
in pleasure.  He didn't realize his dick could get any harder.  She looked
up at him while she pulled off his underwear, exposing his thick, 8 inch
uncut cock.  She stoked it slowly, making sure to give his balls a little
love with the other hand.  She looked up at him and in a cute voice, asked

   "Want me to suck it baby?  I'll make it feel good" .

   Her question made him even hornier.  He reached down and combed his
hands through her brown curls, nodding.  She went right to work, swirling
her tongue around the tip of his head before taking it into her mouth.

   "Damn, she's good" he thought.  Everytime that he was getting ready to
cum, she would change up her routine to stop him from finishing.  "not
yet", she commanded gently.

   Finally, he was too horny for one-way service.  He reached down and
tilted her chin up towards him, and told her to stand up.  She obeyed,
leaning her back against the edge of the counter.  He kissed her mouth
before moving his attention south.  He ran his hands down her body until he
reached the skimpy pair of panties, pulling them down and off her body.  He
kissed the area around her pussy gently, carefully avoiding her clit.  He
moved his tongue slowly in one long movement from her pussy upwards,
finally grazing her clit with his tongue.  She moaned loudly.  He continued
to pleasure her orally until she could take no more.  Sensing she was
ready, he looked at Sara.  "I want to fuck you baby".  She grinded her
pussy against his large cock.  "Fuck me".

   He picked her up and placed her on the counter.  Spreading her thighs
wide, he pushed his cock into her very tight pussy.  They both moaned at
the insertion, it was exceptional for both.  He began to thrust in and out
of her slowly, while she moved her pelvis forward to meet his with an
enthusiastic slap.  She could take the whole thing inside her, and he was
loving it.  She wanted more, exclaiming `harder!'.

   He took advantage of his large build and her smaller frame by picking
her up off the counter and bouncing her on his cock while standing up.  He
gripped her ass as she bounced up and down on him with her legs gripped
around his body tightly.  He was trying to stop himself from coming with
all his might.  He wanted this to last.  She wimpered,

   "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum baby"

   followed by an orgasmic moan.  She got off once, and was working on her
second when Ned was about to burst.  He told her he was going to cum, and
that put her over the top too.  Together they climaxed, Ned letting loose a
huge load of cum into her pussy before needing to take a seat and rest.

   Sara quickly dressed and closed the fairly clean microwave.  She turned
to Ned, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

   "Thanks babe.  I'll be sure to break dress code again soon!"

   She walked gracefully back up the stairs.  When she opened the door to
the teller line, the clock read 6:50.  Almost time to leave.  The new
bankers hours weren't quite so bad afterall, she supposed.

   "All clean" she informed the other tellers.

   "We sent Ned down on his break to supervise.  We figured it was a pretty
important task" one teller joked.

   Ned emerged from the basement.  "All clean, and just in time to go!" he
exclaimed.  "We'll have to make sure that gets done on a more regular
basis. Great Job kiddo." he commented before spinning Sara in her chair and
walking back into his office.

   "Days at the bank the bank are long' thought as she began to count up
her money and close her station.  `Can't beat the management though.'

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