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WARNING: The following is intended for mature audiences only. It contains
explicit descriptions of sex between two females. Proceed only if you are at
least 18 years of age and not offended by the beautiful act of lovemaking.

Comments are appreciated (if only so I'll know the story actually gets read).
E-mail me at SueDNyym@aol.com. Thank you.

Please see part 1 for more extensive disclaimers.


          "SEXRETARY"
          by   Sue D. Nyym
          Copyright (C) 1998

          [part 2 of 3]

The next day, Friday, when Angela showed up for work, the normally perky and
cheerful woman was acting quiet and withdrawn. It struck Kathy as a disturbing
setback, but when she tried to engage her in a serious conversation, Angela
shushed her.

"Don't worry, Kathy," she said. "I'm fine. I don't wanna talk just yet. I want
more time to think about things on my own."

"Okay," Kathy said, "but if you DO want to talk about it, you know my number."

Angela nodded.

But she didn't call. Kathy stayed near the phone all weekend, just in case. But
not so much as a peep from Angela.

When she came to work on Monday Angela seemed to be her regular, perky self.
She was in good humor and bright spirits. Kathy wondered if she had come to
terms with her feelings, or if she had just swept her problems under the rug.

Kathy wanted to take her aside and at least try to talk to her. But it was a
hectic day, and the two women barely had time to breathe, let alone get
together and talk.

Around 3:30 Kathy shooed the latest in a long line of obnoxious clients out of
her office. She sighed heavily and laid her head on her desk. It was definitely
getting time for a quick sugar and caffeine fix.

Angela entered the room and closed the door behind her with a soft bang.

Kathy looked up. "Okay, what's next?"

Angela shrugged. "Funny thing," she said, "I canceled the rest of your
appointments for today."

Kathy stared at her, incredulous. "What?"

Angela kicked off her shoes and began to saunter around the room, closing the
window blinds as she went. She was wearing one of her tight and sexy dresses.
"I didn't think you'd mind if we spent the rest of the day together."

Kathy was still a little confused, but she liked the direction this was headed.

With all the blinds closed the room was considerably darker, but there was
still enough light to easily see across the room. Angela sidled up behind
Kathy's chair. She placed both hands on the businesswoman's shoulders and
squeezed. Kathy moaned at the touch.

"I did a lot of thinking over the weekend," Angela said, kneading her boss'
shoulders. "And I came to a decision."

"Uh-huh," Kathy sighed, feeling her body suddenly tingle all over. The tingling
increased as Angela began to run her fingers through Kathy's black, glossy,
shoulder-length hair.

"I decided I want to try ... this. At least once," Angela said, her voice
gradually dropping to a whisper. "And I kinda get the impression you would be
more than happy to show me. Am I right?"

Kathy nodded, a bit stunned.

"Good," Angela said. She walked around the chair, trailing her fingers over
Kathy's arm, and stood directly in front of her boss.

Kathy reached out and wrapped all ten fingers around Angela's slim waist. She
slowly brushed her hands down the young woman's hips, along the outside of her
thighs, until her fingers caressed the back of her secretary's nylon-clad
knees. Angela cooed appreciatively.

Kathy took Angela's hands, and encouraged her to lean forward. Once Angela
obliged, Kathy  embraced her tightly, and touched her lips lightly with her
own.

As the kiss deepened, Angela bent her knees and twisted her body a little,
until she was sitting on Kathy's lap. Their upper bodies pressed together,
Angela's full breasts crushing to Kathy's considerably smaller ones, the layers
of fabric whispering between them.

Kathy parted her lips slightly, trying to persuade Angela to use her tongue.
When Angela didn't seem to get the message (or was too nervous to act on it),
Kathy extended her own tongue and touched it to her secretary's lips. Angela
gasped, but quickly opened her mouth and met Kathy's tongue with her own.

As their tongues merged, Kathy's hands found the zipper at the back of Angela's
dress and quickly lowered it. Her fingertips then danced up the bare skin along
Angela's spine, finding the bra-strap and unhooking it.

Angela pushed away slightly, and with a little encouragement, the top of her
dress slipped down. Kathy then helped her shed the bra, and quickly flung it
away.

Gazing down at Angela's round, full, tan breasts, Kathy reached up and gently
cupped them. Softly brushing and squeezing the hot, malleable flesh with her
fingers. She rubbed her thumbs hard against the large, erect nipples.

Angela shuddered all over, and uttered a deep moan, clutching at the armrests
of Kathy's big leather chair.

Kathy smiled broadly. <So far, so good.>

Her hands dropping down to Angela's legs, Kathy leaned forward and kissed her
secretary's neck, running her tongue over the hollow of her throat. She then
licked her way across one collarbone, and brushed her soft lips over the very
top of Angela's breast.

Angela gasped, her fingers suddenly in Kathy's hair.

Kathy kissed a winding path over Angela's breast to her nipple, where she
licked the erect nub with a long, lingering stroke. She wrapped her lips around
her entire nipple, areola included, and sucked it hard. Angela groaned and
almost lost her balance in the chair. Kathy switched her attention to Angela's
other nipple, pinching it between her lips and rolling it back and forth
between them.

Angela felt herself go weak all over, and this time she did slip, falling all
the way to the floor, coming dangerously close to banging her head on the
desk's middle drawer.

After the initial shock, both women cracked up. Too aroused to be embarrassed,
and still laughing, Angela quickly regained her feet. The top of her dress
dangled in front of her briefly, before gravity took over and the entire dress
fell around her feet with a soft plop. She stepped out of it and pushed it away
with her foot.

Angela stood before her boss, wearing nothing but black stockings and a pair of
silky, midnight-blue panties. Kathy's breath caught in her throat. It was a
stark reminder of just how beautiful Angela really was.

Kathy reached out and slowly caressed her hands up the outside of Angela's
legs, paying extra attention when her fingers left the stockings, and brushed
the bare skin of her secretary's upper thighs and hips. Kathy's hands darted
around to grip Angela's ass briefly, rubbing her fingers against the silk,
before continuing down the back of her thighs. Angela shuddered all over.

Touching the front of her secretary's panties with the length of her fingers,
Kathy felt a nest of fine pubic hairs through the thin fabric. She caressed a
little lower, pleased to feel the crotch of the panties already damp. She
pressed firmly, fingering the delicate contours of Angela's pussy through the
silk.

Shockwaves of pleasure radiated throughout Angela's body, making her legs shake
weakly. Kathy eased up on the pressure, and encouraged Angela to turn around
and lean against the desk for support. Luckily, Kathy kept her desk free of
clutter. A sloppy desk never made for a good impression on clients.

Bent at the waist, Angela leaned heavily on the desk. Her round, firm ass was
pointed directly at Kathy, which was just a little below eye-level from where
she was sitting. It wasn't Kathy's style to rush through foreplay, but Angela
was obviously not very used to this, so she wanted to hurry before her
secretary collapsed in a heap at her feet.

Without wasting a moment, Kathy gripped the waistband of Angela's panties,
pushed them passed her hips, and let gravity glide them the rest of the way
down. Angela promptly kicked them away and planted her feet far apart. Kathy
took a moment to look. That firm ass, those curvy hips, and long, slender legs
that seemed to go of forever. Looking between them, Kathy could see wispy
blonde pubic hairs, a rosy pink slit, and the cute pucker of Angela's asshole.

Feeling lightheaded, Kathy palmed a bare buttock in each hand, stroking the
smooth flesh with her fingers. For the first time Kathy noticed a tattoo at the
small of Angela's back. It was a small red heart engulfed in flames. Unable to
resist, she leaned in and kissed the tattoo softly, and licked at it with the
tip of her tongue.

Angela was squirming uncontrollably, which brushed her hot nipples back and
forth over the cool surface of the desk, making her squirm all the more.

Kathy kissed and sucked her way down Angela's firm butt-cheek, and licked along
the little crease of skin where the muscle met the back of her thigh. She
placed the flat of her hand on the inside of Angela's thigh, and slowly
caressed upward. Time seemed to stand still, until finally, the length of her
index finger bumped against the outer edge of Angela's labia.

Angela gasped and cried out, seemingly in one breath.

Once she felt Angela's wetness on her finger, there was no stopping Kathy. She
carefully fingered her secretary's lovely pink folds, with the occasional pinch
and tug. She ran her fingertips though Angela's bush, the soft hair so fine
that Kathy could feel the hot skin of her mons. She pushed her knuckle into the
center of her secretary's slit and gently rocked it back and forth. Angela
barely had time to moan before Kathy extended her finger and eased it into the
depths of her secretary's fiery pussy.

Angela cried out, her body writhing. Kathy marveled at how tight Angela was,
wiggling her finger against Angela's insides, feeling the walls of her pussy
close greedily over her finger. Moments before Angela was going to reach her
peak, Kathy abruptly pulled her finger out.

Angela whimpered in surprise. She moaned like a hungry lioness.

Kathy ignored her pleas, and even blew on Angela's slit to cool it further.

"Please ..." Angela said under her breath.

"All in due time," Kathy whispered back. "You'll thank me later."

Angela groaned in frustration.

Satisfied that Angela had calmed down somewhat, Kathy once again slipped her
hand between her legs, and cupped her vulva in her palm. Rubbing the heel of
her hand against Angela's slit, she pressed the length of her middle finger
firmly against her clit. Just like that Angela was once again at the brink.

Using her middle finger Kathy tapped her secretary's clit rapidly, sending
numerous intense jolts of pleasure throughout Angela's body. Kathy wiggled her
hand around just enough to free up her thumb, the ball of which she then rubbed
lightly against Angela's asshole.

Angela climaxed fiercely, the pleasure more sudden and more intense than she
ever thought possible. She literally screamed in bliss. It was loud, but Kathy
wasn't worried, these offices were made to be soundproof. Angela's cries were
music to her ears. She continued to fondle her secretary's pussy, feeling her
hot, orgasmic fluid trickle into her palm.

When she began to calm down, Angela suddenly felt weak all over. Her legs were
rubbery and began to shake. Kathy slid her chair close, and allowed Angela to
fall back into her lap. Angela snuggled in close, her head on Kathy's bosom.

 Kathy kissed her forehead lovingly. She brought her hand under Angela's nose.
It was saturated with love-honey, and smelled strongly of pussy. "Would you
like to taste yourself?" Kathy offered.

Angela looked thoughtful a moment, then held Kathy's wrist as she sucked her
entire index finger into her mouth. Angela passed her lips up and down the
length of Kathy's finger a few times, lapping at it with her tongue. The flavor
flooded her senses, unlike anything she had tasted before. Delicious and
intoxicating ... and almost impossible to describe.

After sucking Kathy's index finger clean, Angela did the same for her middle
finger, and then her ring and pinky fingers. Kathy took her hand away then, so
she could lick the palm herself.

They kissed, long, hard and deep, tongues melding, sharing the flavor of
Angela's cunt. Kathy's hands went to Angela's bare breasts, stroking and
fingering them, teasing the nipples. It occurred to Angela that she was the
only one naked. In fact, Kathy hadn't removed a stitch. She wanted to say
something to rectify this, but apparently her boss had other plans.

"Lie back on the desk," Kathy whispered, "with your butt as close to the edge
as you can get it."

Angela nodded, and slipped from Kathy's grasp. She boosted her cute ass onto
the desk, directly over the kneehole, and laid back carefully, afraid of
jabbing her back with a pencil or something. But she needn't have worried, this
part of the desk was virtually empty, since the computer equipment occupied its
own space to Kathy's left. (Although she did accidentally knock Kathy's
nameplate onto the floor with her head.)

Angela spread her long legs wide, giving Kathy an unadulterated view of her
moist pink. Kathy did stop to admire it, but Angela found she was getting ahead
of herself.

"No," Kathy said, "put your feet in my lap."

Angela did as she was told, bringing her legs together and lowering her
stocking feet onto Kathy's thighs. Suddenly inspired, she ran her soles up and
down Kathy's legs, stroking with her toes. Again she felt frustrated at Kathy's
lack of undress.

Kathy seemed to notice this too, and in one fluid motion unfastened her pants
and pulled them off. Angela got a brief flash of sheer, black panties before
Kathy's sexy, bare legs caught her attention. They were long, slender and fit,
the skin smooth and milky-white. Angela wondered why she was always hiding them
under pantsuits.

Now that they were bare, Angela continued using her nylon-clad feet to stroke
Kathy's thighs. Her boss appeared to be enjoying it, she was slumped in the
chair, her eyes closed, and her breathing heavy. Angela smiled as pushed her
toes into Kathy's thinly- covered (and noticeably damp) crotch. Kathy moaned
deeply, and Angela felt a thrill of excitement from pleasuring her boss.

But Angela was getting tired. Her leg and stomach muscles were beginning to
protest with the effort. Kathy seemed to sense this, opened her eyes, and sat
up straight. She took Angela's feet in her hands, and directed them to the
armrests, where Angela was able to rest them comfortably. She breathed a sigh
of relief.

Kathy used both hands to caress her way up one of Angela's legs, until she
reached the top of the stocking. Then she rolled the stocking down Angela's leg
and off her foot, brushing her fingertips along the newly exposed flesh as she
went.

Kathy took Angela's bare foot in both hands, and took a moment to rub and
caress it lovingly. Angela had pretty feet, long and slender, with a high arch
and, long, straight toes. Kathy had a thing for attractive, feminine feet,
which is why she continually advised Angela to wear comfortable shoes. High
heels did ugly things to a woman's feet, especially over time. (Thankfully,
this was not something Kathy had learned the hard way. She was too fond of
comfort to ever bother with high heels.)

But now wasn't the time to indulge in a little foot fetishism. That was
something to save for a more intimate time in their blossoming relationship.
Right now was the time for raw sex.

Kathy sensually removed Angela's other stocking. "Okay, sweetheart," she said
softly. "Now you can spread your legs for me."

Angela giggled with excitement. She pulled her knees in toward her chest and
then slowly parted her thighs. The soft pink folds of her pussy opened up like
a flower welcoming the sun. With her knees still bent, Angela placed her feet
on the edge of the desk. Her long legs took on the shape of a sharply angled M,
with her beautiful pink bud right in the middle.

Sliding in close, Kathy found that Angela's pussy was right a chest-level. She
bowed her head just a bit, her lips so close that Angela felt her hot breath,
making her muscles quiver in anticipation. Kathy placed her hands on the inside
of Angela's thighs, partly for balance, but mostly for stimulation. Finally,
Kathy extended her tongue and lightly touched the tip of it to the very base of
Angela's slit.

Angela cried out, but it was more from relief than anything physical.

Kathy licked around the entire perimeter of Angela's outer labia, dancing her
tongue expertly over the smooth, sensitive skin, but careful to avoid her clit.
Once back at the base of Angela's slit, she flicked her tongue over that tender
patch of skin between her pussy and her asshole. The secretary's moaning had
gradually been getting louder, but feeling Kathy's tongue on yet another
undiscovered part of her body, Angela shrieked. Her body began to undulate
against her will.

Pleased with herself, Kathy used her tongue to encircle the perimeter of
Angela's inner labia, officially lapping at pink for the first time. Again, she
strategically avoided her clit. She placed the tip of her tongue in the center
of Angela's slit, and wiggled it back and forth, up and down.

Angela gasped. Instinctively, she reached up to fondle her own tits. She cupped
them in her palms and squeezed firmly with her fingers. With her nipples
pinched between her thumbs and the sides of her hands, she rubbed at them with
the insides of her knuckles.

Now using her tongue to lick the length of Angela's slit in long, drawn-out
strokes, Kathy extended her thumbs and used them spread her secretary's labia.
Angela's pussy opened beautifully, her soft, glistening pink framing the hole
perfectly. Kathy slipped her tongue into the hole, wiggling and twisting, to
push it in as far possible.

Angela came. Her body froze for a brief moment as pleasure battered her from
every angle, then she began to spasm all over. She uttered various yeahs,
uh-huhs, and oh Gods before fading into incomprehensible gibberish.

Kathy didn't let up throughout the orgasm, brushing the tip of her tongue over
the inner walls of Angela's tight pussy. She touched her lips to Angela's
labia, her tongue still buried deep, and sucked at the flood of her juices.

It was by far the most powerful orgasm of Angela's life, and it seemed to last
forever. And when she did eventually begin to calm down, Kathy pulled her
tongue from Angela's dripping pussy, and went after her clit.

Kathy gave Angela's hot, erect clit several long, lingering strokes with her
tongue. She flicked at it, batting it from side to side with her tongue. Then
she caught it between her lips and tugged on it gently.

Moaning loudly, Angela continued to fondle her own tits. Without really being
aware of it, she raised her head and brought her breast to her mouth. She
greedily licked at her own nipple and sucked it into her mouth. Suddenly,
realizing what she was doing, she felt a small amount of shock penetrate the
thick haze of pleasure ... but it wasn't enough to make her stop.

With Angela's clit still pinched between her lips, Kathy began to suck at it.
Gently at first, but soon hard enough to pull the small nub between her teeth.

Pleasure engulfed Angela, but orgasm took its own sweet time to claim her. When
it finally did, the relief was almost as great as the pleasure. As Angela
writhed all around her, Kathy let up on her sucking, but only long enough to
move her lips into a tighter grip on her clit, and start to hum.

It seemed impossible to Angela, but the pleasure grew even more. It was almost
uncomfortably intense. She found it difficult to breathe. Kathy seemed to
notice this, and released Angela entirely, giving her secretary a moment to
collect herself.

It felt like hours, but Angela did finally recover somewhat. She was about to
tell Kathy to switch places with her, when her boss darted in and began to lap
at her saturated pussy like a thirsty dog.

Kathy greedily licked up the orgasmic fluid that had soaked Angela's pussy. She
noticed that a small amount had dribbled down and was pooled around her anus.
Kathy tongued her secretary's asshole briefly, just long enough to lick away
the stray love-honey. But it was enough to send a jolt though Angela's body.

Inspired, Kathy decided that as long as she was there, she might as well stay
awhile. She ran her tongue around the pink pucker, barely brushing the outer
rim. Soon she was licking boldly, running her tongue back and forth, around and
around.

Angela was squirming all over the desk. It was an entirely different sensation
than having her pussy licked. In fact, it felt a little unusual. She never
would have thought of licking such a taboo area on the human body. But she was
glad Kathy had. The feelings it created were amazing, if a little unique, and
she could feel yet another orgasm already flourishing.

Kathy stopped licking, only to press the tip of her tongue firmly against
Angela's tight orifice, and start wiggling it. At the same time, she pushed two
fingers deep into her secretary's cunt, and began rocking them in and out.
Angela mewled like a kitten.

Kathy pushed her tongue into Angela's asshole, but it was too tight to get very
deep. So she switched places with her mouth and fingers. Her tongue dived into
Angela's pussy, and her wet index finger pressed against Kathy's pink pucker.

Kathy carefully worked the tip of her long and slender forefinger into Angela's
asshole. Lubricated by her own fluid, the going was fairly easy. She wiggled
it, Angela cried out, so Kathy decided to go a little further. She eased her
finger into the second knuckle, and decided that was enough. Angela's asshole
was obviously virgin territory.

Boring her tongue into Angela's pussy, Kathy worked her finger in and out of
her asshole. Angela cried, wailed and murmured, then suddenly inhaled deeply as
orgasm took her. She held perfectly still for a brief second, then her body
shuddered all over as she exhaled with a scream.

Kathy continued to stimulate Angela's genitals for a good long while, but the
orgasm outlasted her, and she slumped back in her chair, letting Angela coast
the rest of the way down by herself. Angela sprawled on Kathy's desk, breathing
heavily, her legs dangling limply, and her toes almost skimming the floor.

          [end of part 2 of 3]


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