A virgin young man is trained by his new boss in the art of pleasing women
WORK EXPERIENCE III
My name is Steve and this story is about events that happened at my first job upon leaving school at eighteen.
It had been an amazing Saturday spent at Mrs Gregory's house. She had started to teach me about seduction and more about the art of pleasuring a woman, but this time using a vibrator as well as with my mouth and fingers.
But still she had held back from putting my cock into her.
Now we were to have three days together on a business trip up north. I had high hopes that this would finally lead to her fully consummating our relationship.
On Monday morning Mrs Gregory announced that we would leave together at the end of business on Tuesday so that we were able to hit the ground running on the following day.
So on Monday evening I started packing the rolling suitcase my parents had loaned me and which also included a new toiletries bag they had bought me for this trip. My dad also gave me a partially used bottle of one of his favourite, expensive aftershaves.
I was beginning to feel very grown up.
Tuesday
Mrs Gregory had agreed to pick me up for work early Tuesday morning so I didn't have to carry all of this to work on the buses. My parents actually waved us off, which was somewhat embarrassing, though Mrs Gregory seemed to find it cute.
Most of Tuesday was spent in her office planning and outlining our schedule for the next three days. We had three hotels booked and would be returning late on Friday. She even had half a dozen business cards printed up with my name on them and an "Executive Assistant" job title, and my own mobile number.
"You might make some useful contacts" she said after handing them to me.
Come 4:00pm Mrs Gregory decided it was okay for us to leave early and get a jump on the rush hour traffic, so we gathered up our files and her laptop and set off in the Range Rover. Once out of town, we got on to one of the major motorways and headed north.
"Can you drive?" she asked after a while on the road.
"No. Not yet." I replied, "Lessons are very expensive."
"Well, it will help your progress if you can get your licence. On something like this it would be helpful for you to do some of the driving. Maybe we can get a good rate negotiated for you with a local instructor."
We travelled in silence for a while.
"Can I ask...." I said, "are we sharing rooms on this trip?"
Mrs Gregory looked at me wide eyed.
"That would be most inappropriate!" she said, in mock outrage, and laughed. "No, I don't share well, I'm afraid. I like to sleep alone. You probably snore, anyway!"
"I do not!" I said, offended. "At least, I don't think so."
"You'll find out one day, when the young hussy you've bedded starts poking you in the ribs at 2:00am because she can't sleep due to the racket you're making!"
"You make relationships sound so appealing." I said, with a grin.
"They can be. There's a lot of compromise needed, though. I'm lucky in that I don't have to compromise as much as most people, and I like it that way." she replied.
We travelled a bit further in silence.
"So," she said, "are any of the girls at work your type?"
"You mean 'do I fancy any of them'?"
She nodded and glanced at me.
"There's some nice girls there." I said, cautiously, "But I'm more focussed on my
training
with you to be bothered about all that......at the moment." I pondered this, "Why? Have any of them said anything about me?"
Mrs Gregory laughed, and glanced at me again.
"Maybe." she said.
I was intrigued.
"Names? Name 'names'!" I demanded, but Mrs Gregory just laughed and admitted she was teasing me.
I did wonder if she really was, though.
The journey continued and we were listening to the radio and watching the landscape change as we approached the midlands.
Finally, after about three hours we arrived at the first hotel of our trip. It was a very nice place with an attached golf course and spa.
"Crikey!" I said, "I was expecting a Premier Inn."
"Well, for the first night I thought we'd have a bit of luxury, so I paid the excess." Suzanne replied, "Still two rooms though, and.....yours isn't quite the same as mine."
We checked in and it turned out I was on the first floor at the back with a view of a tree, and Suzanne's was on the top floor with a view over acres of countryside.
After getting my case unpacked and taking a shower, I received a text inviting me to visit Suzanne in her room. I dressed and put on a little of my Dad's aftershave, and took the lift up to the top floor.
Suzanne opened the door after I had knocked then gave me a tour of her massive room with it's spacious en-suite.
"Quite something for a one night stay." I commented.
"Well," she said, "I want it to be a memorable one night. I ordered us some food." Suzanne indicated the mobile serving trolley in one corner of the room.
We ate around a small circular table. She had ordered a light ham and cheese salad, and a bottle of white wine.
After eating and drinking most of the wine we sat back in our chairs feeling relaxed.
"Could you do me a favour?" she asked.
"Of course!"
"Run a bath for me?" she said with a grin.
I was more than happy and went into the en-suite and started filling the large tub with a generous amount of hot water. There were bath salts supplied as well so I emptied some of those into the tub as it was filling, creating a great deal of foam.
When it was done I returned to the bedroom. Suzanne was where I had left her.
"Bath's ready." I said and offered my hand to raise her from her seat.
"I want you to pamper me." she said, standing up and giving me a brief kiss on the lips.
I guessed that the bath was to be part of the pampering so figured I needed to get her naked and into the hot water.
I moved a little closer to Suzanne and cupped her head with my hands, and then kissed her mouth. Our tongues met and she pressed back against me.
I started to kiss around her mouth and then down the side of her neck, moving aside her hair with my hand.
I could feel Suzanne pressing her crotch against my thigh as I reached behind and pulled down the zip of her dress.
I pulled away slightly and let the garment fall to the floor. She was standing in white lace bra and panties.
I gazed at her. "You're gorgeous." I said, and stroked the side of her face once again. Suzanne closed her eyes and leaned her head into my hand.
I brushed the fingertips of my free hand lightly over the exposed skin of her breasts and down over her belly, and then loitered at her crotch with just the faintest pressure against her panties.
Suzanne opened her eyes and grinned at me. "You learn well." she said.
I reached behind her and found the bra clasp and unfastened that, allowing the garment to fall from her shoulders. I gazed for a moment at her breasts and then back up at her face.
We kissed again as my hands went down to her waist and the elastic of her panties. I eased my fingers into the waistband and then around to her back and then slid my hands down to cup her buttocks.
Suzanne pressed harder against me as I massaged her cool skin.
Eventually we broke from our kisses and I pushed down her panties allowing her to step out of them. I realised that this was the first time she had been naked while I was still clothed.
Without comment, I took her hand and led her into the en-suite where the hot bath awaited.
She stepped carefully into the bath, the soapy hot water enveloping her.
"You'd best get out of your clothes too." she said, "Or you'll get all wet."
She stared at me as I unfastened my shirt and discarded it, followed by my trousers and then the shorts. I mused at how nervous I had been less than three weeks earlier when she had told me to strip. Now we were so familiar with each other I felt totally relaxed and not at all self conscious.
"C'mon." she said, "There's plenty of room."
I stepped into the tub and lay back facing her.
Suddenly she raised her left foot from the depths and wiggled it in front of me.
"Remember?" she asked with a grin.
I certainly did remember and grabbed her foot with both of my hands and started massaging it gently.
Suzanne sighed and sat back in the tub, her breasts hidden by the foam.
I used my thumbs to massage the arch of her small foot and then up to it's ball and then between her toes. I leaned a little forward and sucked her big toe into my mouth. Suzanne's eyes popped open at this and she sighed loudly.
"Oh my. Improvising now?" she said, with a dreamy look on her face, "Very good, young Steve. Very good."
I sucked on all of her toes in succession and then returned to massaging her foot. After a while her right right foot raised and I turned my attention to that.
As I was massaging her feet, Suzanne was massaging my calf muscles under the water.
Eventually she indicated that I could stop, but rather than lower her leg she kept it raised.
"Can you check to see if my leg needs shaved?" she asked.
I slowly ran my fingers up from her ankle. I was in no way expert at such things but I could definitely feel bristles.
"Possibly." I said.
"Hmmmm." she said, "I wonder if you can help with that.....and other places?"
I looked a little quizzical at her reply.
"My pussy, Steve." she said, "My cunt. Would you shave that for me too?"
My cock was already getting stiff again at what she was suggesting and the way she had verbalised it.
Suzanne appeared to notice the affect it had had on me.
