Cleaning Up!

My parents insisted that I worked during the summer I was 16so I got a job doing evening janitorial cleanup at the placemy dad worked (an engineering firm).It wan t a bad job; Monday through Thursday from 5 to 9 emptying garbage cans sweeping the floors and cleaning upthe break room. On Saturday afternoon we did that plusput down a coat of floor wax and buff it out.Two of us could easily handle the building. My partner Bobtook downstairs; I did the upstairs.There weren t all that many female engineers but one ofthem definitely caught my eye. Her name was Tara and shewas about 5 2 solidly built and had a very large chestfor her small size (probably a DD). She was also quitefriendly towards me; always saying hello asking me how Iwas doing and things like that.One time she asked me why I never came in on Fridays and Itold her that we did that work on Saturday afternoons instead.She was curious as to why we did that and I told her thatit was because we didn t want to disturb the engineers working late on Friday with the noise from the buffers. Sheasked if the noise bothered the people working on Saturday.I told her that very few people worked then.A few weeks later she was in there on Saturday afternoon.When I saw her I figured that she had something in mind.It was summertime and she was dressed like she was going tothe beach; short shorts and a halter top that gave such adisplay that it left little to the imagination. At the veryleast I was going to be working with a splitting hardon therest of the day.Of course I went past her office as often as I could that day. One time she was sitting at her desk leaning forwardand her shorts had pulled down in the back showing nearlyhalf of her ass. Another time she had turned around andwas talking on the phone one foot on the open desk drawer.The material of her shorts had pulled so tight that herpussy lips were clearly visible. Another time her haltertop had worked down so that half of a large dark areola was visible. Another pass two minutes later had the entire nipple peeking over the material.Of course that called for another immediate pass by her door. This time she looked up from her work and called meinto her office. I was sure I was busted but that nipplewas still out looking at me. It turned out that she wantedme to help her get a box off of the top of her storagecabinet. I grabbed a chair and got the box. As I handedthe box to her the breast that had been peeking out poppedout the rest of the way. She gave an Oops! and set the box on her desk. She untied her top altogether giving mea quick look at both lovely breasts then retied her top.There was no way that this was accidental. It didn t matteranyway since I just stood there gawking. She asked me ifI liked what I saw and I simply nodded. She asked if Iwanted to see more and I nodded again.She closed the door sat up on the desk and took her top all the way off. After several long seconds she asked if I was going to just look or did I want to touch them. I took them in my hands very gently and hefted them. I played with the nipples a little which caused her to gasp.After a few moments of this I decided to push my luck. Ileaned forward and kissed her left nipple. She grabbed myhead and pulled it back in. I took her nip into my mouthand started sucking. After several minutes she asked if I wanted to do more. Inodded and she stood up took off her shorts and sat back up on the edge of the desk. I turned my attention to thefurry wonder in front of me.I had never seen a real pussy before; pictures in the men smagazines sure and in a few porn movies but not a real live one. She asked me if I had ever seen one before andI said no. She told me to get a good look and touch it ifI wanted to.I knew from reading what the parts were but was still amazedat the beauty of it. She said that I could kiss it if Iwanted to and I did.I gave it a few tentative licks and she pulled me closer.I must have done something right since after a few minutesshe wrapped her legs around my neck and pulled tight. Icouldn t breathe but I didn t care. She was coming right in my face!I had read that I should keep going if a woman comes so I did just that. I got a breath of air now and then and shecame five or six times before she stopped me.I didn t want to stop but I soon changed my mind when she said that she wanted to fuck. Right there still on theedge of the desk.Two seconds later my pants were down around my ankles. I dlove to say that she came another half dozen times but that snot what happened. I lasted maybe five minutes before firingmy load into her. Then I did something she didn t expect.I went down on her again. Sure I tasted my own come butI didn t mind. (Nor did she...)We fucked twice more that afternoon and I cleaned my comeout of her each time.There were other occasions after that. We d get together typically one night during the week where I d eat her thenshe d blow me. Maybe twice a month she d come in on Saturdayand we d fuck.