John Cosgrove didn't have anything to do on Saturday morning. He decided to drop by the office where he worked as an office boy and see whether anything was happening.
Maybe one of the salesmen would be around. They were always good for some conversation or a few laughs.
Or one of the typists might be there doing some rush job. He loved to flirt with the cute ones around his own age. John was only eighteen, but he considered any woman under thirty worth getting to know. Sometime the older women were even more fun than the young ones.
He was surprised to find Sue Walsh alone in the office.
What a stroke of luck, he thought eagerly. Sue was shy and hard to get to know. But the petite brunette had the best-looking pair of tits John had ever seen. John loved to find a good excuse to talk to Sue and ogle her breasts.
"Hi, Sue," he meted her.
He noticed how startled she looked. She obviously hadn't seem him come in.
"John!" she exclaimed. "You scared me out of a week's growth. Where did you come from?"
"Oh, I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by to me what was happening. What are you doing here?"
"I had, to go home sick on Wednesday. I'm making up for lost time. I can't afford to lose that time off my paycheck."
"I know what you mean. Paychecks are scrawny enough around here."
Sue laughed. She was glad to have some company. There was nothing more lonely than a usually busy office when it was empty. She had thought she wanted to avoid people for a while. It surprised her how happy she was to see young John.
He was cheerful and good company. Just what the doctor ordered. Sue needed something to snap her out of her recent depression. She looked up at the boy. He was cute, too, she decided. It was always more fun to talk to a cute boy than a homely one.
"Actually I was just looking for some company," John confessed. "Things are usually slow for me on Saturday mornings. Everyone seems to be busy or sleeping in. I've never been able to sleep in my life."
"Me either. I like mornings best. Everything's so fresh and pretty."
John was surprised. He had never seen. Sue so friendly and talkative. Maybe she digs me, he thought, and smiled to himself. He looked at her firm round tits with new eyes. With eyes, that had reason to hope.
"Hey, I've got a great idea," John said. "It's almost hutch time. Why don't you let me treat you to the best Italian restaurant in town? It's only a couple of blocks away. And the food is great!"
Sue hesitated for only a moment. She wondered if it was proper for her to accept a date with a guy almost five years younger than she was.
Oh phooey! she decided. We're only going out for lunch. It'll be fun.
"I'd like to go, Johnny. Just let me finish up this docket, and I'll be right with you."
The boy watched her work from the other side of the room. He watched her tits bounce slightly as she worked.
They managed to find a quiet corner booth when they arrived at the restaurant. They were just ahead of the usual lunch rush. The boy ordered pizza for them both, along with a bottle of the house wine.
"Gee, I don't know about drinking so early in the day," Sue said. "I still have some work to do back at the office."
"Heck, it's only wine." John told her. "Besides, it helps wash down the pizza. Pizza's just not the same without some wine or beer."
Sue was satisfied. She needed to enjoy herself. Particularly after her discoveries about Ken and Greta. She had been feeling hurt and confused ever since. Hurt by Ken's shameless promiscuity. Confused by her own lewd reaction to it.
Being with John was good for her. It made her feel young and happy and untroubled again.
The two talked and laughed through lunch like a couple of old friends. John had never seen the older woman like this. He was enjoying himself immensely. He dared to hope that Sue liked him in a boy-girl kind of way. He hoped so. He sure liked her and those swell tits.
"Whew!" she exclaimed as they prepared to leave the restaurant. "That wine really hit me hard. I feel like I'm walking five inches off the pound."
"Me too," he told her. "I feel great. Come on. I'll walk you back to the office."
She tripped on a curb on the walk back. John put an arm around her to catch her. The arm stayed there for the rest of the walk. The youth could scarcely contain his excitement. Here he was walking with his arm around the best-looking girl in the office!
Sue realized she shouldn't encourage the boy's attentions like this. But it felt good to have a nice, warm, friendly arm around her. It made her feel loved. She had been so lonely lately, with no one to discuss her deepest fears and anxieties with.
When they were back inside the office, Sue realized she would not be able to do any work for a while. She felt too giddy.
The conversation had left her feeling excited and full of energy.
"I know if I sat down at the typewriter, I'd make a million mistakes," she explained as she began to clear her desk.
It startled her when she suddenly felt him pull her close to him. His arms enfolded her slender frame. His lips bore down on hers in a kiss that was both gentle and firm.
"Mmmmmm…" She tried to break any. Then the sheer power of his passion took hold of her. She returned his kiss.
It felt good… wonderfully good to be held and kissed and loved like this. She needed to be loved so much!
"Oh, Johnny!" she breathed, when their lips finally parted. "Johnny…"
Again his lips closed over hers, but this time there was no pulling back. Not even when he forced his tongue up between her lips and began to explore her mouth.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned. She could feel the boy's cock pressing against her stomach through their clothes.
He was aroused! She excited him!
Rather than feeling intimidated by his response, Sue felt a warm glow of excitement tooting through her belly down to her loins, then up to her tits.
He wanted her! This handsome, young man wanted to make love to her. Of course, she couldn't do it. That would be wrong. But she could let him know she cared. She could give him some of the love that she needed to receive in return.
When their lips again parted, he held her close to his chest. She looked down at his saddle shoes. He's so young, she thought. So tender. He still knew how to respect women. She couldn't imagine Johnny sneaking into the store, room with that receptionist hussy!
"Oh, Sue," he breathed into her ear. "I've wanted to hold you like this for such a long time. You're so beautiful… the best-looking girl in town!"
The compliment had the desired effect. Sue raised her face for another kiss. This time her ardor rivaled his! Her tongue shot deep into his mouth.
He likes me! He likes me!
His youth, his open trusting face and boyish grin reminded Sue of the beauty and innocence of first love. She felt a need to retreat to that kind of open, honest affection. Only recently had she realized how much the adult world of love and sexuality frightened and confused her.
"Let's go sit in the lounge for a while and talk," John suggested. He could feel his cock pulsing hotly inside his pants. His excitement was almost more than he could bear. Whatever the risks, he wanted to push this thing with the head typist as far as it would go! He wanted to fuck her! He wanted to fill her full of thick white cum!
"Okay, Johnny," Sue replied weakly. She wanted to yield to his manliness. His still innocent maleness. She wanted to be led, to be protected, to be loved… for just a little while.
Sue felt intuitively that Johnny was the kind of boy who would appreciate her for what she was. He would be gentle with her. He wouldn't ask her to give more than she was able.
He led her to the overstuffed sofa and sat down beside her. He put an arm around her and kissed her again. His free hand began to explore the buttons of her blouse. He unfastened them all. Working the clasp of her bra open was more difficult, but he managed it at last. He slid his hand under her bra and clasped the up soft globe of a breast.
"Mmmmmm," he sighed into her mouth.
"Aanaaahhh," Sue groaned. His hand on her breast felt so soft, so gentle. She could tell he needed her… needed to feel the comfort of her breast. And she wanted to give it to him. So much!
She didn't resist when he pushed her bra up over her tits. His hand began to roam freely over first one rounded orb and then the other. His caresses excited her nipples to firm rubbery hardness. Darts of pleasure soared through her body. She could feel her clitoris starting to throb expectantly inside her panties.
"Oh, Johnny, it's wonderful," she sighed. Her voice was thick with alcohol and lust. "Your hand feels so nice on my breasts. You're so gentle, Johnny!"
"Oh Sue," the boy groaned. "You feel so good. You're such a wonderful person, Sue." The pressure in John's cock was agonizing. He would have loved to stuff her with his prick right then, but he restrained himself. The teen-ager had enough experience with women to know when he had to go easy with one. Get her good and hot first, to the point where she could no longer resist him, even if she wanted to.
"Johnny," Sue moaned drunkenly. "You're so much nicer than most boys, you know? You really know how to treat a lady."
"Thanks, Sue," he replied. "I'm glad you like me."
Jeez, what tits! Christ, he had to get one of those sweet nipples in his mouth!
He pushed her gently back on the couch, so she was almost lying stretched out hill length, though her feet still touched the floor. He lowered his head to the taut nub of one swollen nipple and enclosed it with his mouth.
"Oooooohhh…" Sue mewled. "Oh Johnny that feels so good."
The young brunette was reveling in the perverse feelings she was experiencing. She had always thought of the office boy as such a child, compared to herself. Now she was responding to the man in him. Yet, at the same time, enjoying his mouth on her breast. It was as if he were her child, and she was nurturing him.
"Hhhnmm…" he groaned around the nipple in his mouth. It was like a dream come true for young John. Often, as he had admired the head typist from afar, John had dreamed that he would one day get to suck her tit.
And he had thought this was going to be a boring day!
Sue let herself relax completely. Her head foil back against the couch arm. Her eyes closed. She concentrated on the tingling sensations shooting from the breast he was sucking down to her wet pussy. She was almost embarrassed to realize how wet the crotch of her panties had become.
What he was doing to her felt so good!
"Aaaaahh… oooohhhh…" she moaned as the boy's mouth moved back and forth between her full heaving breasts. He was caressing tern with his hands while he kissed them and sucked the nipples. The sensations were making her weak with erotic hunger.
"Ooohh, Sue…" John was dying to reach down and caress the older woman's pussy. But he didn't dare. Not yet. It would kill him if she made him stop now.
"Ohhhh, darling!" The brunette stroked the boy's hair as he buried his head eagerly in the lush mounds of her breasts. It was like a dream come true for the lonely typist, to have a male make love to her this gently, this lovingly.
She was so grateful! She wanted to do something nice for this lovely boy!
Suddenly she was seized with an inspiration!
It was daring! It was lewd!
But she wanted to do it… for Johnny!
Carefully, she pushed him away from her. He started to resist, but she soothed him with muttered endearments. She wasn't going to leave him, she said. But she wanted to do something for him. She wanted to make him feel good.
Curious as to the woman's intentions, John let himself be pushed back off the brunette's body. He didn't protest when she forced him down so be was now lying stretched out on his back on the sofa. His mind struggled excitedly with ideas of what she might have in mind.
His fondest prayers were answered when she started to grapple with the fly of his jeans. She reached inside and pulled out the thick pounding shaft of his erect cock.
"Ooooohh, Johnny-y-y!" she exclaimed.
He looked up at her admiring stare and back down at his blood-swollen cock. He was pleased – proud as punch – that she was so obviously impressed by its girth.
"You like me?" he asked her excitedly.
"Yesss… oh, Johnny; you're lovely." She reached out with the caution of a tourist in the zoo offering her hand to a tiger. She stroked the bulbous head of his cock with timid reverence.
"Oooohh, feels good, Sue," he told her.
"It's such a wonderful cock, Johnny… soooo big."
Suddenly, without warning, she lowered her head to his cock-tip and extended her tongue. She licked hungrily at the little slit in the end of his prick.
"Aaaaaiiieeeeee!" the boy wailed. Although he had fucked several women in his time, he had never had one suck his cock. It was something he had decided that nice girls didn't do.
Now here he was lying on the couch in the office lounge while the head typist licked his cock. It was wilder than a tall story! More exciting than a wet dream!
Sue was reveling in the masochistic joy of kneeling on the rug next to the couch with the handsome office boy's cock in her mouth. She began to immerse herself in the sensations of moving her tongue and lips over the smooth rubbery surface of his cock.
It had been a long time since Sue had sucked a cock. Back to the days when she had been going steady with her only love, the one who went away and left her. She had never wanted to do anything like this again… until now. It was Johnny's attention and admiration that had inspired her to make this kind of lewd sacrifice.
She was giving him her mouth. She wanted to feel him fill her up with his young sperm. She wanted to swallow it all… to milk him dry.
"Ooooohh, wow!" the boy grunted. "That's great, Sue! Jeez, I've never felt anything like it!"
She raised her head for a moment and looked him in the eye.
"I'm glad you like it, Johnny," she said. "I'm glad you like me. I love the taste of your cock in my mouth. I love the feel of it."
The sultry look in her eyes combined with her lewd words to make the youth's cock jerk under her grip.
"Ooooohh, Johnny!" She looked back down at his cock, wide-eyed. "Your cock likes what. I'm doing to it, I can tell. It's all hard and excited. I can feel it jerking in my hand." Again she opened her mouth and enclosed the spongy head of his cock. "Mmmmm… good…"
The teen-ager watched mesmerized as the head typist bobbed her dark head up and down over his cock. Her bun had started to come loose, and thick strands of hair fell over his loins. He had never realized how long her hair was. It was beautiful!
"Gee, you're pretty, Sue," he murmured. He clenched his teeth against the pleasure-agony assailing his prick.
His compliment made the lonely woman feel wonderfully appreciated. He thought she was pretty! He liked what she was doing for him! She'd show him just how much a grateful woman could do!
With renewed frenzy, she began to bob her head up and down over the boy's turgid cock. She stabbed her tongue against the smooth underside of his prick, where it was most sensitive. She closed her lips especially tight over the thick ridge that separated cock-head from cock-shaft. She sucked and licked and mewled like a woman gone mad!
"Ohhhh, Sue," John groaned. "Jeez, it feels great!"
Now at last, the youth knew why men made such a fuss about the idea of getting their cock sucked. It was wilder than he could have ever imagined. It was the most delicious sensation he had ever known! Made especially delicious by the knowledge that it was a beautiful, stand-offish older woman who was doing it to him.
John realized anyone of the guys in the office would give his right arm to be in his place right now! He felt proud of his accomplishment. The other guys were always kidding him, calling him the baby of the office. Wouldn't they be surprised if they knew what the "baby" was doing!
"Mmmmmm…" she mewled over and over again as her head bobbed over his cock. It helped increase the pleasure for the boy to know how much the woman was enjoying what she was doing to him.
Sue reached inside the fly of John's pants and pulled out his balls. She caressed them, then she began to gum them with her mouth. She could feel the youth's body going rigid with excitement as her tongue investigated the contours of his tight hairy testicles.
"Aaaaggghhhhh!" John groaned. "Gawd, Sue, it's incredible! Ohh, suck me! Suck me!"
Excited by the teen-ager's heady response to her lovemaking, the brunette bobbed her head more urgently than ever over his swollen cock. She could feel his testicles hot and heavy under her fingertips.
They had what she wanted! His thick cum! She wanted it inside her! She wanted to taste his semen in her mouth!
Like a madwoman, she labored to achieve her goal. She concentrated all her energies on what she wanted from him.
"Cum in me, cum in my mouth, darling," she urged him mentally.
Suddenly the boy began to jerk his loins energetically up to her face. He reached down and gripped her disheveled hair. Again and again he forced his cock deep into her throat.
Then…
"Aaaahh, Jeez… I'm cumming-g-g!" he moaned. His face contorted in an agonized expression that showed the close link between pain and pleasure. His pelvis jerked up frenziedly. He could feel his cum shooting out, filling her mouth.
He looked down at her and saw with satisfaction the eager way she was sucking what he was giving her.
She was nibbling at his cock like a hungry baby, obviously enjoying every last drop of his cum.
"Mmmmm," she groaned as she struggled to lick his prick clean. The lonely brunette couldn't remember feeling this contented in a long, long time. She lay her head on John's belly and held his cock in her hand. It felt good.
Ten minutes passed before either of them stirred.
"That was wonderful, Sue," he told her as he eased her gently up onto her fret. He, too, stood up and gave her a big hug. "It was the nicest thing anybody's ever done for me."
She hugged him back, then stepped away from him.
"You're a wonderful boy, Johnny," she said. "I enjoyed what we shared. I…" She hung her head. "I know it was… wrong… in a way," she added quickly. She didn't want him to think she felt bad about what had happened between them. She just wanted him to know she realized the gravity of what they had done… to know she didn't do things like that every day.
"You're wonderful too, Sue." He reached for her hand, but she had already turned toward the door. "Come on, let's go for a walk now."
She looked at him tenderly, but gravely. "No, Johnny. I'm going to finish my work now." She laughed softly. "I think I just got my second wind."
"But I wanted us to spend the rest of the day together… now that…"
She looked sober. "Now that what, Johnny?" she asked. "Nothing has changed between us. Not really. I'm much older than you are, you know that."
"So what?"
"So that means we can't start to depend on one another. I'll never forget you for what happened today. It was wonderful. But we have our own lives to live. I, for one, have some work to do."
She turned to leave the room. He grabbed her hand.
"You mean you don't want to… see me again?" he asked anxiously.
"Don't be silly, Johnny," she said patiently. "We'll see each other again. We work in the same office. It's just that we can't be like lovers. You know that, don't you?"
She was hurt by the anger and disappointment in his eyes. He obviously thought she was belittling him. She didn't want that.
"Johnny… please try to understand…" She tried to squeeze his hand, but he pulled it away.
"You know, Sue," he told her. "I think you got things mixed up a bit. I think you think I'm just a kid wet behind the ears. Well, you're wrong. I'm no kid, even if I never had my cock sucked before. I think you oughta remember that."
She wanted to hold him in her arms, to soothe him, to tell him everything would be ail right. But she couldn't do that. She had to let him leave in a huff.
He would get over it.
She hung her head and watched him disappear from the room.