Message-ID: <12267eli$9806172358@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12267.txt> From: Gary <abc157@hotmail.com> Subject: Secretarial Seduction Chap 1 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <35880C8C.25ECCD50@ix.netcom.com> Subject: Secretarial Seduction From: abc157@hotmail.com Standard disclaimer, if you're not of legal age, if pornography is illegal in your area, or you just don't want to see it, stop reading now. Secretarial Seduction Chapter 1 - Jasmine I had just been chosen to be the new Administrative Assistant for our Corporation’s Chief Executive Officer. I had been trying for this position for a long time and had finally made the cut. I had worked the production floor for years and this move meant moving up and huge pay increase. I knew that this would be a challenge, and introduce me to new experiences, but I did know the half of it The make up of the staff was mostly female. I had worked around ladies before but not when the concentration of ladies was so high. I began to think that, other than the CEO, I was the only male on the whole floor. I knew immediately that things were going to be different when the CEO authorized me to hire my own secretary. I requested personnel to send me some resumes’ so I could begin interviewing. I did not have many which met my specifications but there were a few. I began interviewing and chose Jasmine. Jasmine was 23, married, and an excellent typist. She was funny and always had a smile. Our desks shared the same room, hers being on the opposite side of the room and facing my desk. We often talked and shared jokes. She was short, about 5’4", had blonde hair, which she openly admitted she dyed. We frequently had to attend meetings together and our travels took us all across town. It was during one of our walks across the corporate campus that I began to notice other men looking her over, undressing her with their eyes. This is when took a closer look at Jasmine. She really was stunning. Her body was curvy but not over done, with hips and waist. Her legs I would have rated high on my scale, with calves and proportionately correct thighs. Her breasts were not large but were carried high on her torso. She was pretty and I was her boss. I began taking glances at her as she walked through the office. My voyeurism paid me off in small glimpses of legs, a peek at a panties, but Jasmine must have been aware of men and their peeping tom activities because she always would hold her hand to her chest when she bent over. Many times I would hope to see her cleavage only to be frustrated by a hand moved to hold her bodice closed. I began to have dreams of walking over to her and sliding my hands down her dress and taking her breasts into my hands and caressing them. I dreamed of seeing her nipples and daily began to wonder what they really looked like. One day we had a meeting in another building which required riding up to the 21st floor. The elevator was getting crowded and space was quickly becoming a premium. Jasmine moved closer to me and eventually ended up standing immediately in front of me. My mind began to wander and I daydreamed of Beverly’s breasts when I was brought back to reality with Jasmine pressing against me. The elevator was very full and she had decided to get closer to me rather than share space with strangers. I smelt her faint perfume and could feel her hair brush against my chest. I began to get an erection. I was scared. I knew that if things got too close she would feel it. I knew that I was in trouble and my cock continued to grow. Jasmine’s body was closer. She reached back and placed her hands on my thighs and gently pulled us closer. I could not believe that this was happening. She began to slowly move her hips, in slow pelvic tilts, rubbing her buttocks against my growing erection. It was wonderful, slow and seductive, and in public. There was no doubt she knew what she was doing when she reached her hand back and pulled my pants so my rising cock could be fully erect. There was no emotion on her face but I began to also hump my hips against hers. The elevator continued to rise as people boarded and unboarded, We passed our floor. "Excuse me," Jasmine spoke, "would you please press the button for the 35th floor?" The young man next to the controls smiled and pressed 35. "Thank you," she said and smiled. We reached the 35th floor and we were alone. She moved away from me and stood with her back to the elevator across from me. She reached over and pressed 21. She stood there a smiled. People boarded and inboarded and her eyes never left mine. We attended our meeting and returned to our office. It was as if nothing had changed. The routine continued and I wondered. Several weeks later, the staff decided to have casual week. A whole week with no ties or suits. It was a celebration of the CEO being on vacation. Jasmine wore sundresses and slip dresses, always with a t shirt underneath. She had a knack at frustrating me. One day Jasmine came to work wearing a slip dress with no t shirt. I was amazed. It was blue and had an extremely low cut bodice. The cleavage Jasmine showed that day was equivalent to all of the previous weeks combined. She never attempted to cover herself or hide her cleavage. She seemed very busy moving about the office. She seemed to bend over at every opportunity. I was getting excited again when she called me to her desk. I walked over and hoped she would not notice the bulge in my pants. She turned in her chair and immediately grabbed my pants. She undid my belt, unzipped my zipper and reached in and pulled out my cock. "Yes you have been watching," she declared. She then began stroking my cock with her small hands. Gliding them along the shaft causing me to reach full hardness. She then lower my cock and slipped it into her mouth. I had never noticed how light brown her eyes were. She stared directly at me, our eyes locked together as she began to suck me. Her mouth worked itself over my shaft and with each stroke she took more and more of me into her. Her tongue worked itself over the head of my cock. "Jasmine, why are you doing this," I asked? I placed my hands on her head and began to slowing fuck her mouth. I had dreamed of this but know it was real. I looked into her eyes and could see the cleavage of her breasts. I began to wonder what her nipples looked like. "Jasmine, what do your breasts look like," I asked hoping she would show me but instead her sucking became more serious and I could feel myself getting close. She then switched to using her hands and she stroked me faster. Her hands moved faster and faster and I felt myself get closer. "I’m going to cum Jasmine," I gasped. She took my cock into her mouth once more and I came. My cum shooting itself into her mouth as she swallowed it. I moved my hips and she sucked me dry. She licked me clean and put my cock back into my pants and patted my hip. "Go clean yourself up," she said and turned back to her terminal and continued typing. The next day I went to work and found a message on my desk, it was from Jasmine. I opened the envelope and read the note. It said, "Gary. Thank you for the opportunities that you gave me. I really enjoyed working for you but have taken a position with a new firm. Call me, let’s do lunch sometime." It was signed Jasmine. 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