Date: 10/29/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Job / Office Sex, Teen, Teen, Author: abroadsword, Source: sexstories.com
Jennifer shuffled awkwardly as she checked her appearance in the full length mirror of Mr Davies outer office for what seemed like the thousandth time. She wished she had been a little less conservative, feeling dowdy in a long dark blue dress with a matching jacket, a compromise between stylish and business like she thought until she saw the office girls in summery dresses and the guys in open neck shirts. She admitted the hat was a mistake but she had brought it and there was no time to let her hair down, so she kept the silly little felt number with its imitation flowers perched ridiculously on her head. "Mr Davies will see you now, ah Jennifer," the receptionist announced, "Good luck." Jennifer walked cautiously across to the office door, she didn't like high heels, she ridiculous on four inch heels, almost ducking her head to pass under every door frame. "Jennifer, how nice to see you again!" a voice boomed, she looked toward the source of the voice, a big man, taller than her, maybe fifty years old, greying, yet distinguished. "Sorry sir, do I know you?" she asked. "I guess not, but I remember you from the cheerleader squad last winter series,” he replied "Oh, right!" Jennifer remembered leaping around half naked in shorts and real tight skimpy top in mock excitement just to make an extra twenty dollars most Thursdays during the last season, it was not something she was proud of. "I guess that's why you borrowed Grandma's dress!" he joked. ...