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I took it as her way of keeping the commoners at bay.
We made some friendly small talk as she smiled at me with what was in my mind a very seductive smile. A lot of things were going through my mind as I sat on the other side of that large desk. She did tell me she was happy with my work. That was comforting.
"This is a performance review." She made clear, "Your raise depends on it."
Oh, I was getting a raise just hearing her talk. Her voice was so incredibly sexy. It was more sensual than any music I could imagine. The snake in my pants was responding and she was the snake charmer. I began to feel a bit embarrassed at my somewhat obvious excitement.
What happened next I could have never imagined in a million years. Helene got up from her seat behind the desk and slowly walked around to the front of it. She seated herself on the desk directly in front of me. My cock became so hard I was convinced I could use it to etch glass.
She was seated directly in front of me between my open legs and the desk. Her gorgeous round butt was firmly planted on the desk. She had both hands at her sides. My head level was slightly too high to view under her skirt but my mind was painting a picture Rembrandt would be proud of.
What she did next was even more amazing. She grinned a devilish grin with those perfectly glossed lips. She then eased her right foot out of her polished shoe revealing a perfectly manicured set of gorgeous toes with red polish that matched her fingernails and lips. She then eased her right foot up to the inner thigh of my left leg and began to seductively run it up my leg heading towards my now throbbing member.
"Helene." I stammered in a voice colored by a combination of excitement and awe.
"Shhh...I'm the boss." She cooed.
I knew I couldn't argue with the boss. My raise depended on it. Heck, I had already got a raise. Bigger than expected I might add.
She then lifted her skirt revealing a set of white cotton panties. I could make out a small dark spot where moisture had formed. I so much wanted to dive my face in between her legs and lap up her juices like a kitten lapping a bowl of milk. Her legs were so close. Her gorgeous thighs seemed so inviting. Miles of soft white flesh just within reach.
She looked at me with big dark eyes that had a certain laugh of their own. Her voluptuous body gave her a sexiness that was unmatched by my previous experiences. And yet, her middle age gave her a sort of motherly look. I looked at her and wanted to be mothered. I wanted her to engulf me in those incredible thighs, rest my head on her soft, full breasts and stroke the back of my head and tell me everything is alright. I wanted to crawl between her legs and up into her love canal and make my way back into the comfort of her womb. I wanted her to engulf me with every inch of her body and protect me like a newborn.
She removed her foot from my diamond hard erection. She stood up in her bare feet and eased her panties down past those incredible voluptuous thighs and stepped out of them. She tossed them aside. For a moment I wanted to run over and pick them up and savor the scent, but I was soon presented with the real thing before my eyes.
I sat there in a trance barely able to believe my good fortune. Helene hiked up her skirt and spread her legs presenting me with a view so Heavenly I would have thought it reserved for angels. Her incredibly soft, creamy thighs parted for my pleasure only. Her delicate smooth skin seemed to go on for miles as I gasped at the view before me. Her full bush looked so captivating I could have sat there and counted the hairs, fully expecting to be tested on it the next morning. I was so in awe of her gently rising mound, her delicate folds, which looked so inviting. I wanted to explore every single fold, with my lips, with my tongue and with every other part of my body. The delicate scent of her womanhood mixed with the scent of her perfume wafting through the air. The incredible sight before me, her scent, the seductive sound of her voice, her soft touch, it was truly a feast for my senses.
"Alan." She spoke softly as she leaned forward and touched me on the shoulder, "This is a performance review."
She smiled as she spoke. A smile that could launch a thousand ships and I wanted to sail in her ocean. I leaned forward into her waiting bush. I savored the scent as her delicate hairs tickled my face. I was engulfed in those gorgeous, silky smooth thighs that seemed to surround me and shield me from the rest of the world. I began to explore her soft, delicate folds with my kisses. I grabbed those thighs with both hands and allowed them to engulf my head. I reveled in the soft cushion that was so extraordinarily comforting, like a baby in its mother's arms. I kissed those creamy thighs so lovingly with all the attention they deserved as I made my way back up to her womanhood. I delicately parted her folds with my hands and gazed at the prize before me like a pearl in an oyster. Her juices were forming visibly on her engorged lips and I wanted to lap up every drop.
I began to slowly insert first one finger, then two into her silky smooth love canal. I fingered her G-spot with upward pressure as I slowly encircled her button with my tongue. As I began to work my fingers and tongue together in rhythm, her sweet juices began to flow. I wanted every drop like it was water in the desert. Her loudening moans signaled her pleasure as her juices began to engulf my face, soothing me like a cool rain on a summer afternoon. My own excitement began to build like a death row inmate who just received a pardon from the governor. I stood up and dropped my pants and underwear. In my mind, I was about to present this incredibly gorgeous woman with the largest erection since Shah Jahan presented his wife with the Taj Mahal.
I held my engorged shaft in my right hand as I stood between her gorgeous creamy thighs and wet the tip in her delicate folds. Helene reclined all the way back on the massive desk as the sound of crinkling papers broke the silence. Those voluptuous hips and gorgeous thighs presented me with a view as spectacular as any found in nature. Her legs spread apart, I slowly entered this incredible woman who was old enough to be my mother. I slipped her my entire length as her tight wetness surrounded me securely like I had re-entered the womb. As I began to stroke, her soft creamy thighs enveloped my body giving me a feeling of comfort I never wanted to end. As I continued my pumping, her intense moans reassured me that the unimaginable ecstasy I was experiencing was a feeling that we shared. In short order, her muscles gripped my member like she never wanted to let me go. I shot my load like a sixteen-inch gun on a battleship, sailing on an ocean of pure pleasure.
When it was over, we gathered our clothes and sat on the edge of the desk for a while holding hands. We exchanged glances, smiles and jokes. After a while, it was decided it was best I went back to work. I was informed by my superior that I had in fact passed the performance review.
Helene and I made love several times after that. I left the job a couple of months later and we both mutually decided that our relationship was something that was not suited for the long term.
I will however, never forget Helene. Or those voluptuous hips and gorgeous thighs.
07-20-09.
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