The examination room incident the day before had had a profound effect on Brenda. She had never behaved in such a way before, and still wasn't sure how it had happened. As she had led the young woman into the examination room she had no thoughts other than doing her job professionally and conducting a standard body search.
Obviously the fact that the woman had been wearing a sex toy inside her had been a factor, but it was something unique about the situation. A combination of the woman moaning as Brenda's fingers explored her, how desperate and confused and turned on Karl looked throughout it all. The turning point had been when Brenda rubbed the ben wa balls up against the woman's wet slit. From that point she had felt in control. She had taken the initiative. And it was as sexy as he'll. She wanted more.
Two things in particular she had thought about since it happened. First, taking Karl in hand, quite literally. That thick cock of his could be a very dangerous weapon if he knew how to use it. He clearly didn't, and Brenda was sure she should be the older woman who could show him the ropes. Then she could reap the benefits, having that big dock at her beck and call.
The second, and for Brenda, more intriguing development had been how much she had enjoyed watching her young colleague fucking the sex toy wearing traveller. She had always liked the idea of watching others having sex, but that was her first time proper and it had been mind blowing.
But whilst engineering an opportunity with Karl was going to be relatively straightforward, she had absolutely no idea how she should go about trying to do that again. She would just have to be satisfied with training an inexperienced twenty year old cock and making it hers.
Her thoughts were disturbed by her manager calling her.
"Hi Brenda, I was wondering if you could do me a huge favour," he said.
"Yes of course Mike, just name it," she replied.
"Well you see I've just realised we've cocked up a bit on the appraisals front. Young Karl needs to have his three month probation review. He's actually been here almost four months now, you see. Time flies by doesn't it? Anyway, Jonathan is his line manager and was meant to do it but he forgot and he's off on holiday now. It really needs to get done this week, today if at all possible. Could you do it? We have all the feedback forms."
Brenda smiled to herself. This was her lucky day. An hour alone in an office with Karl. She could get the forms filled out in minutes, the rest of the time she could devote to that cock of his.
"Absolutely no problem Mike. Leave it with me. I can do it now," she said breezily.
"Fantastic. Really appreciate it Brenda. I'll get Karl and the forms sent down to meeting room 7 right away." And with that he hung up.
Brenda made her way over to the meeting room. Mike's PA popped in with the feedback forms that Karl's colleagues had completed, and Brenda waited for Karl to arrive. She undid a couple of buttons on her work shirt, giving a glimpse of cleavage. Moments later there was a knock on the door.
"Come on in," shouted Brenda.
Karl opened the door and stopped abruptly.
"Oh...um...I wasn't....I wasn't expecting it to be you Brenda," he said nervously.
"No me neither. Last minute change of plans apparently. Not a problem I hope?"
"No, not at all. Just took me by surprise, that's all."
Of course straight after he had finished fucking the woman yesterday, he had taken her on the buggy to her departure gate. He and Brenda hadn't seen each other since then. As he looked at her now all he could think about was her sitting watching him fucking, one hand down the front of her black lace panties, the other pulling on the nipple of one of her gorgeous full breasts.
"Well sit down, let's get cracking," she instructed.
He had loved the way she had ordered him around yesterday. There was no way he would have had the guts to do what he did if she hadn't taken charge the way she had.
Brenda was looking down, flicking through the feedback forms, scanning their contents.
"Okay, well generally this is really good feedback....'enthusiastic'....'sensible'... 'uses his initiative'...'conscientious'....these are all great comments," she said as she worked through the pile.
Karl was only half listening to Brenda's assessment. He was staring at her cleavage, he could see her full breasts and thought he could see a little bit of her black bra. He couldn't help thinking about seeing those boobs yesterday. He'd only had a glimpse as he looked over from where he was fucking away, but he had loved what he had seen. Her skin had a lovely olive tan, and the nipple she was pinching and pulling at was thick and dark. He was fantasizing sucking on it when he realised she was talking to him.
"Well?"
"Sorry? I missed that."
