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Archive name: parttime.txt (FFM, rom, college)
Authors name: The Iceman (Address withheld by request)
Story title : My College Part-Time Job

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My College Part-Time Job (FFM, rom, college)
by The Iceman (Address withheld by request)

***

I got a part-time job to help pay for college. I learned 
more from those experiences than I did in four years of 
college!

***

I attended a small college in New Jersey. In order to go 
to any college I had to have a part-time job. Since I 
worked in a small hardware store in my hometown, I went 
to the hardware store in the town the college was in and 
applied for part-time work.

The manager of the store was a woman in her early 
thirties. She was very attractive, not a "10", but a good 
"9", on the athletic side of build, and a set of tits 
that drew attention even in the hardware store vest she 
was wearing. I talked to her about my experience and the 
fact that I needed a job while at school. After about 
thirty minutes, Joan (but everyone calls me Joanie) was 
getting the information she needed for me to work.

We filled out forms until after closing time at the 
store. When she removed that stupid red vest she allowed 
a better look at those fantastic set of tits that would 
distract any healthy guy. She showed me around the store, 
and the offices in the back. In her office we talked 
about working conditions and her expectations.

I'm sure what she was saying was important, but the sight 
of some cleavage when she leaned over to hand me a copy 
of the schedule we developed made me instantly hard and 
wondering what that blouse and bra were hiding. She saw 
my reaction, smiled and continued our conversation; both 
of us knowing her nipples were becoming erect. I thought 
to myself that a nineteen-year-old college freshman was 
turned on and was turning on a real woman. 

My work experience at the store was great. Joanie would 
provide a list of things she needed done and other than 
those duties and taking care of customers when she was 
busy, I could study or read during the slow times. As 
time went on we shared many details of our private lives. 
She was the daughter of a retired business executive who 
owned the store, but rarely showed up. I worked there 
nearly a month before I met he and his wife who also was 
fabulous looking woman. 

Joanie had been married for five years and divorced and 
returned home about a year before. Home was a true 
mansion on the rich side of town, and although the family 
was modest in their talk, they lived a millionaire's life 
in daddy's retirement. I shared with Joanie my life 
before college, and even talked about my girlfriend who 
attended school in Ohio.

My girlfriend and I lost our virginity on prom night, and 
spent the summer making love at least once a day. Joanie 
shared her first few sexual encounters and one night said 
we better change subjects because she was getting hot 
talking and thinking about it. Once again I was thinking 
that a nineteen-year-old college freshman was turned on 
and was turning on a real woman. I would describe the 
sexual tension as limited because she was my boss, and I 
was the one fantasizing about her.

As time went on she and her dad allowed me additional 
responsibility at the store. I would close the store on 
Friday nights and open on Saturday mornings. I made bank 
deposits and closed out the cash register on a regular 
basis. There were times when Joanie and her parents would 
want to go out and would call me to work in the late 
afternoon and close the store so they could leave early. 

There was one other part-time employee, a retired man, 
who worked weekday mornings and some Saturdays. One 
weekend Joanie and her parents went to a hardware 
convention and left the store to the other fellow and me. 
The guy was great to work with and we did a great job 
working together. Joanie said there was a bonus for 
running the store, but never indicated what she had in 
mind.

After three months at the store I was given a raise and 
bonus check for selling about fifteen snow blowers in a 
week. Joanie also said she wanted to have me over to 
their home for dinner and to meet some of her friends. 
The family seemed to want me to know them as more than 
just storeowners. She had shared that she was dating for 
the first time since the divorce and that one of her 
boyfriends was a NHL hockey player for the Rangers. I 
wanted to meet the guy (he was a star), but she kept that 
part of her life to herself. When the hockey player had 
to have knee surgery in early December they dated on a 
more regular basis, and when she set the date for the 
dinner party she made it a point to tell me he would be 
there. 



THE DINNER PARTY

Joanie left the store early on Saturday to prep for her 
dinner party. She said that it would be she and her 
hockey player and she invited her next-door neighbor who 
she said was a senior in college and a good friend of the 
family. I closed the store, went back to my dorm to 
shower and change into what I felt was appropriate 
clothing for a dinner party at a millionaire's estate.

Since I did not have a car at school, and their home was 
on the other side of town, Joanie had her boyfriend pick 
me up at the dorm. I got to meet the hockey star, as did 
about fifty guys in the dorm. He signed autographs, spent 
about twenty minutes with us, and made me feel like a big 
shot when we drove off in his Jeep. Yep, a Jeep..this guy 
was a star without any star qualities, the classiest 
athlete and deserving of Joanie and that class A body 
(and what I had become to admire also) a great business 
mind.

On the drive to her home we talked about college (he went 
to a school in Canada) his surgery and Joanie. He wanted 
to know what kind of a boss she was, and if her looks 
distracted me on the job. I admitted that you would have 
to be dead not to notice her looks and her body, but I 
also pointed out her outgoing attitude was also a turn-
on.

As he punched a code into the device that opened the gate 
to the estate I allowed as he was a lucky guy to know 
Joanie, and with the way he acted with my dorm buddies he 
deserved to date that type of woman. We bonded our new 
friendship when he gave me a "high five". A college 
freshman male bonding with a hockey star - pinch me, am I 
dreaming?

The house was just as I expected. Not from experience but 
from television. The house tour was promised for later. 
Joanie was dressed in a bright yellow turtleneck sweater 
that did nothing to hide those fantastic tits, and a pair 
of black slacks that would (and did) attract attention to 
the rest of her body. It was nice to see "the boss" in 
social attire, but it did nothing to stop my fantasy 
about her naked. She saw me staring and said something 
like "we work hard together, we should learn to relax 
together".

I agreed and asked about her parents and the other guest. 
Her parents were in Vermont at their condo skiing, and 
the next-door neighbor had called to say she was running 
ten minutes late. Joanie and the hockey player opened a 
bottle of wine, teased and tickled while doing so, and 
poured three glasses of the best tasting wine I have ever 
tasted (not that at age nineteen I was a connoisseur) 
then and now. The fireplace was a picture of what one 
would expect on these grounds, and the three of us 
gathered on large pillows that allowed comfort and 
connection with the fire.

Joanie and her man were polite to me, but far more 
interested in each other. Their tickles became caresses 
and it was clear this was becoming foreplay. Joanie, in 
her class millionaire daughter mode, asked if I minded if 
they excused themselves, and to expect Sandy at the front 
door any moment. Joanie seemed embarrassed at first, but 
when I said something like "you two deserve some time 
alone" she smiled and seemed to acknowledge our working 
relationship had become a friendship too.

When the doorbell rang I left the big fireplace room and 
answered the door. My heart stopped beating for a moment 
when the person at the door was Sandy, the best looking 
human being on Earth, a cheerleader and basketball player 
at school, and the one or two woman on campus every male 
had sex with in their minds. I am sure my reaction at who 
was the neighbor was one of shock, and I think I covered 
myself with humor.

I know when my actions are out of line, so I told her 
that seeing her there in a blouse and skirt that only her 
dates would see her in was a shock. The outfit would not 
be classified as sexy, a buttoned down Oxford (my sister 
called them Villager) blouse with a skirt that allowed 
her better parts their proper emphasis. Great looking 
women know how to handle themselves (I have since 
learned) and Sandy took my complement with grace and ease 
and entered the house taking my arm in hers.

She made my cowardly attempts at greeting just a part of 
being beautiful. She questioned where Joanie was, and 
when I told her "they were taking advantage of the 
opportunity", she said she thought that was fantastic. I 
offered to pour her a glass of that wine and when I 
handed it to her, still standing, she kissed me lightly 
on the lips and said she was "looking forward to 
tonight". I allowed my honesty to come forward when I 
said I too was "looking forward to tonight once I pinch 
myself to make sure this is not a dream". 

Sandy lived on campus although her home was another of 
the estates in town. Our initial conversation was a 
fireside chat on what it is like to be the daughter of 
wealthy parents, the problems it creates and the joy of 
being just another student in her sorority house. She 
also shared that she did not date much because guys did 
not ask her out.

When I told her she was too beautiful for most guys to 
ask she accepted the complement and began to get closer, 
almost snuggling, in front of the fire. She was aware of 
the erection she caused and enjoyed the attention my body 
was giving hers. She too was enjoying the exchange as I 
noticed her nipples became erect to the point of her 
saying if we don't change the subject "we will know each 
other very well, very soon".

Joanie and the hockey player returned about that time and 
were pleased that Sandy and I had met, had a chance to 
talk, shared a little wine, and were becoming friends. 
Joanie asked me if I knew Sandy before tonight. The 
answer I gave her was the same I shared with you: We 
fantasize about women like Sandy; just talking to her 
damn near made me come. Joanie and I shared a laugh, a 
hug, and a kiss that was more than ordinary. I was too 
far out in seventh heaven to realize this was my boss 
getting personal with me, but I never will avoid the kiss 
of a pretty lady!

I don't remember much about dinner, except that Joanie 
told us it was catered and all she did was heat it up. 
That allowed lots of talk and lots of laughter. I 
remembered that my buddies in the dorm were eating 
college food by themselves, and I was eating gourmet food 
with two of the most beautiful women in town. Sandy made 
it clear that she was looking forward to whatever 
happened after dinner. At one point I got a foot that 
went up my leg and into my crotch. The smile I got 
indicated Sandy was across the table but willing to be 
closer. Damn.one of the most beautiful women in New 
Jersey is telling me she wants me.pinch me; is this a 
dream?

What I do remember about dinner is that the wine was all 
the alcohol that was served. I was not a big drinker of 
anything other than Diet Coke, and I was telling myself 
not to get drunk and forget this evening. It turned out 
both ladies were also careful of their intake, and the 
hockey player was on medication. 

The tour of the mansion was nothing but spectacular. 
There was an owners' wing where her parent's rooms were, 
and a family quarters where each room was a bedroom, 
living room and bath. Joanie was proud to show the bed 
that was unmade as a result of their earlier "romp". The 
once shy boss was now a different woman. Sandy didn't 
take the tour since she had been a family friend for many 
years and knew the estate. She offered to clear the 
dinner table and would meet us later. The tour ended at 
the gardens with the pool and the hot tub. Sandy was 
already in the hot tub and said she couldn't believe how 
long the tour lasted. It was clear that Sandy was at 
least topless in the hot tub and that our evening was 
going to be fantastic. 

The next three minutes are etched in my memory as the 
most erotic moments of my life. The three tour people 
began to undress to join in the hot tub. Sandy got out 
(in the cold night air - naked) and assisted me in the 
matter of undress. Joanie and her hockey player assisted 
each other in same matter. Very soon there were four very 
horny people naked and enjoying the hot water and the 
attention of our dates. What a moment!

Seeing Joanie naked fulfilled by dreams. She was actually 
better looking naked than I had dreamed. The breasts that 
had been only cleavage were the type you see in Playboy 
with the irregularity that said "these were real". Her 
hips and ass were better than anyone could expect. While 
she was being licked at the hotspot, she leaned over to 
me and said this was her way of saying thanks for all I 
had done for the family. She then climaxed and shared her 
joy with a stoke or two or three or seven of my male 
member. I came instantly, and she said the best is yet to 
come. This was my boss making me climax while I witnessed 
her climax ... pinch me. Am I dreaming?

Sandy treated me to a lesson in how to love a woman. She 
knew my adoration for her and did everything possible to 
relax me. She allowed me to touch every inch of her body. 
She showed me her g spots and climaxed twice during the 
introduction. I thought I knew how to make love to woman 
with the summer of love my girlfriend and I had, but 
Sandy had skills I still use to satisfy a woman. 

How do you handle a woman most of the college males 
fantasize about? She placed one breast in my mouth and 
directed my hand to the other. We were making serious 
waves in the hot tub when the hostess and her date 
enjoyed a mutual climax. Their hugs and snuggles led my 
date to direct our full attention to our mutual 
satisfaction which started with me entering her and ended 
with her third climax. Making love will be good again, 
but never at this level. 

After a relaxing half hour went by, Sandy and Joanie got 
out of the hot tub and said they would bring us all a 
drink and a snack. Dressed in only towels from the waist 
down, they were all smiles, great tits and giggles when 
they returned with another bottle of that great wine we 
had before dinner. One more time I got to view the tits 
that made hardware store work distracting, and the tits 
that every male on campus had wished upon. They returned 
to the hot tub and we all toasted a wonderful evening (I 
wanted to toast the best ever evening I ever had, but 
remembered whom I was with).

The hockey player got out of the tub to use the bathroom 
and my date Sandy thought that was a good Idea too. That 
left a naked Joanie and I alone in the hot tub. She was 
every moment a lady as she asked if I would think less of 
her as a boss if she and I shared an intimate 
opportunity. I confessed my continued lust for her in my 
dreams and how seeing her naked confirmed my desire to 
know her better. I have learned that being honest with 
women as to their sexuality will have benefits.

My first experience with that was with Joanie. That night 
Joanie said we didn't have time for all the "treats", but 
since she was so moist from the earlier experience and I 
would have to be gentle. She sure showed me ways I could 
be gentle and at the same time satisfy both of us. I made 
sure to make my lips know her tits in a way we both won't 
soon forget. When Sandy and the hockey player returned to 
the hot tub Joanie and I were well into our second or 
third orgasm. That was a good thing because Sandy learned 
about the NHL from an intimate source, and they were 
willing to share their multi climatic shower experiences 
with us. 

We spent the rest of the night holding the one we were 
with in a semi-nude environment in front of that big 
fireplace. We all fell asleep at one time or another. I 
know Sandy and I made love a couple of times, and I do 
remember my boss Joanie taking my hand and leading me to 
her love room for another session. The morning breakfast 
gathering was a tell all that started everyone's motor 
running at full speed. Joanie started things off with a 
challenge that the first couple back had to change 
partners (again). I had both Sandy and Joanie within a 
fifty-minute period of time that morning. It's a good 
thing the hardware store is closed on Sunday. It took all 
of that day for the manager and her willing employee to 
rest for next week.

Joanie and I had a boss/friend/lover relationship for the 
next three years I was in college. She made it clear when 
it was a boss relationship, and we worked together more 
than we loved together. As a college student I had 
classroom responsibility and a girlfriend at home to keep 
me busy. My girlfriend noticed I had developed some 
techniques since high school. We shared almost everything 
about our college life, I shared nothing about my part-
time job.



CHRISTMAS BREAK

The winter was a good time for the hardware store. The 
wealthy population was willing to pay top price for any 
tools, and having a snow blower was top priority. Since 
school was out the first week of December, the family 
asked me to stay for a week or so to help with the 
Christmas rush. It was not easy to work with Joanie 
knowing what a great lover and what a truly great body 
were below those work clothes. We made touches at one 
time or another but sex was only a memory I would enjoy 
when we worked together.

One afternoon she and her parents went to a Broadway show 
and I ran the store. I sold seven snow blowers that day, 
prepped them for delivery and delivered them before the 
end of the day. It was a day or two later that Joanie 
called me and wanted to know what commission I expected 
for the snow blower sales. I told her she had rewarded me 
with any and all commissions on our "weekend of love". We 
talked numbers and I took the bold step to say "if (the 
hockey player) can't take care of you, I know I could at 
one time". This was my first attempt (now almost age 
twenty) at seducing a woman. Nothing like this was ever 
said in the store until I made my attempt by phone.

I got a kiss and her one hand to my groin as the other 
took my hand to her breast. That was the first office 
encounter resulting in rewarding experiences for each 
other. I had a feeling this was not the last on site 
connection we would enjoy. I had a hard on for the rest 
of the working day, I think she got over it sooner. The 
dorm was closed for holiday, so Joanie and her family 
allowed me to stay at their house.

They had a full guest room with its own bath and small 
living room and kitchen over the garage, and allowed me 
to use a Mustang convertible that no one in their family 
seemed to own. I got to drive home to see my girlfriend 
and my family on Saturday evening and all day Sunday and 
return the store on Monday. I can tell you my girlfriend 
knew I was a better lover than before she left for 
school, and I too knew she was not a saint at school. How 
lucky we were to share our new found sexual tricks and a 
passion for each other as well. 

Monday night I returned to town, and closed the store, 
delivered four snow blowers and arrived at the guesthouse 
at about eight o'clock. When I got out of the shower 
Joanie had a pizza and a six-pack of beer for us to 
share. She was wearing a shirt of mine that was hanging 
in the closet. It was clear that the shirt was covering a 
naked body.

I got to stroke a breast or two and a vagina wall or two 
while the pizza was warmed We had a bite or two of pizza 
and a sip or two of the beer before we were eating each 
other out of body and booty. I remember being hungry and 
the next thing I remember was Joanie waking me up. We did 
it again (she says for the fifth time - I don't remember) 
and ate the pizza and beer naked in the guesthouse dining 
room. This is one hell of a boss!



SPRING BREAK

I knew this was a wealthy family. Although they did not 
talk the talk of the rich (what ever that is) they had 
properties that spoke of many dollars. They offered a 
trade of sorts to me. If I worked the ten days of their 
vacation, I could use the condo in Grand Cayman anytime I 
wanted. The old guy (other part time employee) and I 
worked our butts off those ten days, doing about twenty 
percent more sales volume than any week in the spring.

It was great to give Joanie or her dad a daily report of 
sales and deposits. Joanie kept saying I deserved another 
bonus. All of this and I get to go home to my girlfriend 
who is on spring break and wanting to share her new love 
techniques. This was one great spring break!

I got my bonus in early June. Joanie and her dad and 
their travel agent arranged the whole trip. Sandy (now a 
graduate of our school) met me at the Newark airport for 
our trip to Grand Cayman.

We joined the mile high club as soon as the seat belt 
sign went out. The stewardess who knew we were active 
under the blanket suggested a second attempt at 
membership since our first may have been during assent 
and could have been below five thousand feet. Sandy's 
body and mind accepted the duty and we had the entire 
flight crew thanking us for such a good flight.

The week we had in the boss's condo was as good as I 
fantasized the week before when I knew it was she I would 
share the accommodations with. You gotta remember this is 
the female student whom most guys would pay money to 
smell her underwear. I was the one making the underwear 
unnecessary. I gotta pinch myself again and again to be 
sure I'm not dreaming.

Sandy taught me a lot about sexual relationships over a 
long period of time. The once in a while wild weekend 
took on a different tone on a week alone together. She 
taught me the control that allowed us both numerous 
climaxes. Every time I think Joanie taught me to be a 
better lover, Sandy was there with another lesson. 

I worked that part-time job for another three years. 
Joanie's dating had a hot and not so hot era about it. 
The good news is that the not so hot times were the ones 
we shared as lovers. Sandy graduated and worked in 
Boston. She had a great sex life in the Boston singles 
crowd, but still called to see if we could meet when she 
came home for visit. Joanie and I did the hot tub alone a 
few times and one night with her parents.

Dad was proud of mom's great body at fifty eight, and he 
and Joanie left us alone one night for me to learn how 
multi-orgasmic a nearly senior citizen can be. Mom and I 
had at least five more encounters before I graduated. I 
am beginning to think that wealthy women have great sex 
at any age! 

My suggestion to any college student: Get a part-time 
job!

What a wonderful life I enjoyed while in college. When I 
tell my wife about some of the situations I enjoyed she 
says I am dreaming, and should write a book of fiction. 
She is right, I am going to write a book, but it won't be 
fiction.

END

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