It has been a while since picking this story up, but due to the good feedback I finally decided to write the second part to this series. I have ideas in mind for Part 3 but feel free to comment and give suggestions. Thanks!
Since our quick but very intense encounter, it was hard for me to see Sara in the clinic the next few days. All I could think about were her moans and screams while she rode my cock on the table downstairs, and her tight little body fully naked. True to her word, she kept up her usual demeanour when anyone else was around, making sure that they knew she was the boss of the place and that I was simply a renter who was lucky to be able to use her facility. In the mornings she would still come downstairs wearing workout gear, but had also toned it down without being really sexy and seemed to always make sure she disappeared before I had finished with any clients so that we were never alone. I was worried that she had a problem with our encounter after all.
My only problem was that we had never talked about what happened, so one morning about four days later after my client had left I decided to see if I could talk to her just to make sure that our relationship was okay. Sara had gone upstairs and after finishing with my client I decided to head up and see if I could talk to her before the receptionist arrived. Walking up the stairs I heard the sounds of something in the back where there was a bathroom with a shower and laundry facilities as well for sheets and towels. I had bare feet, so I could creep slowly back there without anyone hearing. As I walked up to the slightly ajar bathroom door I saw some movement inside and heard her voice.
"Oh...yes...please fuck my pussy hard...mmm" I instantly sprang to attention and quietly looked through a crack in the door. There she was with her tight workout pants pulled down and bending over outside of the shower. Her legs were spread and she was stroking her pussy from the front, but giving me an incredible view mostly from the back of her ass cheeks and tight pussy lips while her fingers and hand moved up and down. Her fingers moved around her lips and occasionally one slipped inside of her while she continued to moan very softly. "I love that...yes...mmm" as her fingers slipped inside and she started to really play hard with her pussy. My cock was rock hard by this point, but inside I was wondering if I should walk inside, or simply stay here and watch. I didn't think this was for my benefit, but it also made me realize that this icy queen who normally bit people's heads off had a lot of sexual energy pent up that needed releasing, even first thing in the morning. Through the door I noticed that she had a small vibrator within reach of her hand. She lightly grabbed it after a couple of minutes and started to run it up and down her pussy and ass crack. She was facing away from the door so I knew that she couldn't see me at all. It made me even harder to see her masturbating, hopefully thinking about me, without her knowing that I was there. "I love that cock..." she moaned after slipping the vibrator inside of her and starting to move it quickly in and out of her pussy. I could see her juices on the toy and her wetness around her pussy walls as she fucked herself. She slid a finger around and started to play with her tight asshole as well. My cock was ready to explode at this point and I was tempted to pull it out and start stroking it while I watched her fuck herself.
Suddenly I heard the front door open and the chimes go off. The only problem with that was here I am in the hallway with an obvious hard cock in my pants, and basically peeping on my boss in the bathroom, which is all the secretary would see. Sara's eyes flew to the door and we suddenly locked gazes through the small crack. She went bolt upright and gave a small scream and immediately pulled her pants up. My heart flew into my throat and I turned and started walking down the hall, quickly grabbing a towel off of the rack so it would look to the girl coming in that I was just upstairs to get one, plus it did double duty at covering my hardness as I quickly walked downstairs. I wasn't sure how getting caught watching my boss masturbate would be dealt with. I'd probably get fired in the next 24 hours though. My heart was pounding as I made my way downstairs to wait for my next client. At lunch I headed up to go out to pick something up, and Mandy behind the desk made me stop.
"Sara said she wanted to see you before you left to go anywhere. She's in her office." I gulped and wondered what was going to happen to me. This arrangement was too good to screw up over a small sexual fling but getting caught peeping was something totally different. I walked down the hallway to the back of the clinic and knocked on the door of her office.
"Come in." I entered and she was sitting at her desk, her glasses on and her blonde hair pulled up into a tight bun, looking very severe. She had her lab coat on as well, but in my mind that just made her look even hotter. I tried to look as submissive as possible under the circumstances that a few days ago my cock had been inside her. "Shut the door please." This was definitely not good.
"What's up? We haven't had a chance to talk about...well, you know." I offered her a smile trying to lighten up the mood but obviously she just wasn't interested.
"We're not here to talk about that. We're here to talk about my employees peeping on private activities." Lowering her voice to a softer tone, she said "I could have been in the shower or doing something completely naked." I was having a hard time not just blurting out that I already knew what she looked like naked. However, knowing her the way that I did I knew that the only way to save myself was to just agree to anything.
"I'm really sorry about that." I lowered my eyes to the floor. "I came upstairs, and heard a noise and just wanted to see what was going on. I didn't mean to see anything and I'll forget all about it."
"If you want to keep working here, then I have to be able to really trust you." Suddenly I realized what this was about. She needed to know that I wasn't going to brag about my conquest to anyone and make her look bad. That's what she was really worried about. Not surprising considering she was a business owner at a good place.
"Listen, I have two main rules in life." I said, quoting one of my favourite movies. "Never rat on your friends, and always keep your mouth shut. I would never say anything to anyone. You can trust me. I wouldn't disrespect you like that." And I meant it. Even though things were very confusing to me right now I didn't want her to think that I was suddenly going to go crazy. I could handle having only one sexual encounter with her, but I also didn't want to hurt her feelings.
"Okay then. I'm glad we understand each other." In the back of her eyes I could see relief as well as maybe a little bit of affection. "Go ahead and have your lunch, we'll talk more another time."
I left her office a bit confused, but also relieved that I didn't get fired on the spot. I had placed myself in a bit of a strange situation because I had no idea how she felt about the whole thing. Over the next few days we didn't see each other very much. She stopped coming downstairs to work out in the morning much to my dismay, and when I saw her it was strictly upstairs while she was with clients. I resigned myself to basically chalking it up to a one time thing but secretly hoped for more. Then the following morning while just starting to work with a client she came bouncing down the stairs before work dressed almost like she was almost a week before. Her tight black shorts again clung to the curves of her firm ass and she was dressed in a racer back blue sports bra only, showing off the lines of her midsection and her small breasts were clearly outlined. My client, who was also a male actually had to stop what he was doing and openly gaped at her because she looked stunning. Her hair was again done up in a high ponytail and she hopped onto the treadmill and started bouncing away at a medium pace. I suddenly had a very hard time concentrating on what I was doing because all I could think about was what could happen again after my client left for the morning. She finished her run and started to stretch across the room while I kept my client moving through his paces, and he was happy to take in the view as well while we both tried not to admit how distracted we were that this gorgeous creature was mostly naked about ten feet away. However, Sara barely glanced at me the whole time. She finished up quickly and went back upstairs without any comment, which really disappointed me. Perhaps she was just trying to tease me now. Or did it mean that she was actually interested again enough to try to seduce me? I had to find out.
Once my client left I knew that there was about half an hour before anyone else would show up, so I decided to take a chance and crept upstairs again. Moving quietly towards the back of the building again, I heard the shower running, but saw a crack of light from the door being slightly ajar. Was this a test? Was she checking to see if I would peep on her again and if I did, would she give me what I wanted or would she just fire me? They always say that you only have enough blood for one head at a time, and unfortunately the one between my ears wasn't controlling my actions. I crept slowly towards the open door, hearing the water so that I knew she was definitely in the shower. Putting my eyes against the crack again, I caught my breath. There she was completely naked under the water, and it was cascading down her naked body. Her hair was down and wet and flowing over her shoulders down her firm perky breasts and down her flat stomach to drip off of the small amount of hair on her pussy. But that wasn't what made me catch my breath. She was facing the door letting the water run over her body and had her hand between her legs, masturbating again. One hand ran over her breasts and tweaked her nipples while the other was buried between her thighs, feverishly rubbing her pussy and clit. However, her eyes were open and watching the door. As soon as she saw movement she smiled, knowing that I couldn't resist watching her. She moaned loudly, still looking at the door.
