Wor - the Wee After

Work Experience - The Week After - Part 1

Young/Old, Sex at Work

An older man really loves his job. Another liaison with Angela and Catherine encourages David again.

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This kinda got away from me a bit. I like most of my stories to be pretty much self-contained, despite overlaps that will occur. Reading all similar story groupings will give readers a more complete understanding of events, but is not necessary.

This particular chapter continues on from Work Experience - Days End - The Day After, and from Work Goddess - Kate.

Enjoy the read! And please vote. Thank you.

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What a weekend that was!

Angela and I had the best time. We started off by making love, then we prepared and had a great dinner, went to bed, made love again a number of times, woke up Sunday morning, made love, went to a local market, went back to her place, made love again, and then I left to go home to get ready for the week ahead.

Everybody was already in the office when I arrived. Damn I had to be careful now. I guess I was fortunate in that I'd noticed over the years, that the people I worked with were not the types that would blab effusively about what they did over the weekend, unless it was something briefly mentioned in passing, such as a family event, or a movie, or something similar. Something general rather than personal. Most of the folks, especially the single females, were pretty coy about their more personal activities. Also being single, and quite a private individual, I was no different.

"G'day fellers," I announced to the women as I walked in and sat down at my desk. I must state that I work with three women, two of them a lot younger than I. I was feeling good, and thought I would see if I could get of a bit of a bite to start the week off with a friendly stir."

"I think you need to get out more," replied Catherine looking across at me and smiling.

"So what are you saying?" I asked. "Are you saying there is something I should know?"

"Oh, I'm pretty sure you know alright. But just in case, you should get on the internet and do a Google on something like, Humans - Males - Females, and see what comes up," said Catherine again with a slight emphasis on the 'comes up'. "You might just be surprised at what you find."

"Hmmmm...Ok, I'll do that. I've led a pretty sheltered life and I'm aware I don't know lots of stuff, but I'm always eager to learn and try new things," I replied wearing a cheeky grin. It was at this point though, I thought I had better stop, so I got down to work. But first I sent an email to Angela.

"Good morning beautiful Greek Goddess! Thank you for one fantastic weekend! You have no idea how much I enjoyed being with you. Your sensuality just blows me away, so to speak. I am only just managing to stop myself from coming over to you and putting my arms around you, kissing your beautiful soft sensuous neck, nibbling on your ear, cupping your breasts in my hands, feeling those rock hard nipples again. Making you feel good. Making me feel good."

I sent the email.

I subtly watched Angela, waiting for the email to arrive. And it must have arrived because she looked across at me, saw the smile on my face, and turned back to read it. I watched her as a big smile spread across her face, and then just a few moments later noticed her squirm in her chair. I smiled.

Just then, Katie walked past Angela's desk and noting the smile asked, "Wow, looks like something has made you happy. Want to share?"

"Oh, it's nothing really," Angela replied, "I just got a really nice email from a friend of mine. It made me feel good."

"A special friend?" inquired Katie raising an eyebrow.

"No. Just a very good friend," replied Angela.

"Hmmmm," said Katie, "By the look on your face, I think I could do with a very good friend like that," and she went back to her desk. And I don't know why, but she looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back.

A "

You have mail

" message flashed up on my computer screen.

It was from Angela. "

I had a fantastic weekend too. And yes, I would like you to do what you said, and more. I don't believe it, but I actually felt myself get a bit wet as I read your email. Would you like to do it again sometime?"

"Absoloodle,"

I replied using an expression I liked after reading the novel, 'The Power of One', and continued, "

And I'm rapt that you enjoyed the weekend as much as I did. And just so you know, so you don't feel left out, I had to rearrange myself as well as I wrote that email, thinking about our time together. But not only thinking about our time together, but how you look this morning. You look absolutely radiant! No wonder Katie picked up on that."

But I, we, had to get back to work.

Lunch time came and I went to the lunch room to eat. I took one of the magazines the girls' liked to read off the stack at the side of the table and started reading it. I was not long after joined by Catherine who leaned over my shoulder, to enquire as to what I was reading. But she also made sure I knew it was her breast rubbing against me. We both heard someone coming our way so Catherine moved away from me to the other side of the table and sat down. Just like last Friday, it was Katie, who had come down to get a drink of water.

"What's up guys? Anything interesting happening in your lives?" she asked.

I looked up at this Goddess with the vivid blue eyes and with what I hoped was a sparkle in my own eyes, said, "My weekend was fantastic but I'm hoping to have an even better one coming up." I was hoping she remembered our tentative date for this weekend.

"What did you do that was so fantastic?" Katie asked.

"Just stuff," I replied.

"Actually I expect to be down your way this weekend... perhaps you might be lucky enough to run into me," she said as she finished her glass of water. As she left she gave me a great big cheeky smile.

Yep, she remembered.

"So Catherine, how was your weekend?" I asked.

"Not as good as yours by the sounds of it, but it was still OK."

"So what would have made your weekend better?" I asked.

She hesitated for a short time and then took me by surprise when she said, "It would have been better if I'd had your dick in my pussy." I should not have been surprised, but nevertheless I was.

"My, my, the way you talk," I laughed.

"Oh, you should hear me when I get going... when I'm in the throes of passion and I don't need to worry about anyone else hearing me," she said giving me that sultry look that even someone like me cannot mistake for anything else but an invitation."

"Well, maybe one day, purely as research you understand, you might let me hear you," I smiled as I replied.

"Well then, I hope I might be able to help you with your research, ... sooner, rather than later," Catherine replied.

The lunch break finished and we returned to our desks. As I sat down at mine, I noticed an email from Angela. The subject matter was simply "

Tonight?"

I opened it and read

"My parents won't be home until tomorrow. Do you want to call by my place on your way home tonight... for a coffee... or something?"

I chuckled to myself as I replied, "

I would love to call ... for a coffee... or something. I'll see you then."

During the course of the afternoon, I'd sort of subconsciously noticed that Angela had disappeared for short periods three or four times, but thought nothing of it at the time as I waited for the day to finish. When five o'clock finally arrived, we all left the building. As I virtually passed by Angela's place on my normal way home, it didn't look strange that I followed her out of the car park.

When we arrived at her place I followed her in. No sooner had we gotten inside and shut the front door than she dropped her handbag and keys on the floor as she turned around to face me, her lips already apart and a smoky look on her face as she put her arms around me. I bent my head down so that my lips could meet hers. First our lips met, then our tongues, as we probed each other. My hand reached up to cover her left breast and I squeezed it gently at first and then harder as the kisses got more passionate. We had to come up for air, so we moved apart briefly. Just long enough that she could remove my tie and shirt, and I could undo the buttons on her blouse and remove it.

I ran my hands over the swelling mounds of her breasts that showed above her bra, then bent down to kiss them. As I straightened up, I reached my arm around her back, then using the three fingers and thumb of my right hand pulled the two halves of her bra together allowing in a simple fluid motion to undo the hook and eye fasteners of her bra. The first thing I like to do after that is to just gently rub the woman's back and shoulders where the bra straps have been, not only to soothe and relax her a bit, but to also get a bit of a buzz that removing a woman's bra gives as an indication of the delight to come.

"Well, you've done that before," she said as she now moved her arms forward letting her bra now fall away from her onto the floor.

"Being with you makes everything easy... makes everything just feel so natural," I said bending down to take first one nipple, then the other in my mouth.

"Ooooh God," she said, "That feels so good. You know, I had to go dry myself off a few times this afternoon. My pussy was getting so wet... I couldn't stop it....just couldn't stop the juices flowing."

"Let's go to your bedroom," I suggested. Angela led the way. I was already undoing my belt, top button and zip as I followed her. Angela had just undone the fastening button and zip on her skirt as she approached her bed. As she reached the edge of it, she stepped out of the skirt and then bent forward, allowing her heavy breasts to swing freely, as she removed her panties. As they fell to the floor she stepped out of them. Still bent over, I could see the shaved lips of her pussy. The elliptical inner labia perfectly placed within the oval outer lips of her pussy, with the glistening central slit running the length of both sets of labia. Not only was the central slit wet, but the whole area was wet. Absolutely soaking wet.

I stepped out of my trousers, and moved up behind her. My precum saturated cock was rock hard, as I ran the head of it up and down her slit. My cock found the entrance to her vagina, and pushed its way in. First the head and then the rest slid in easily, into that tight pussy.

"Ohhhhh God, I needed that" Angela said as she placed her hands on the mattress and spread her legs.

Bottoming out, I just stopped and paused for a while, just savouring being deep in her pussy and letting her enjoy the same feeling. Bending forward I kissed her back as my hands moved forward to cup her breasts. Oh how I loved to feel their full unsupported weight in my hands. That has to be one of the best feelings known to man. I kneaded both breasts, then gently bounced them up and down, just to get the enhanced feel of their weight before moving to her nipples. But I now also started moving my cock in and out as well, at times withdrawing it completely before pushing just the head in and out a few times before once again plunging it all the way in.

Angela was not one to make a lot of noise during lovemaking, but she was starting to now. It was a deep sound coming from deep within her. And it became more frequent as I pulled on and twisted the nipples on the ends of her hanging breasts.

I reached under her now and found her clit. Everything was so wet down there and I loved the feel of my fingers being covered in her juices, before I gently rubbed along her clit. There were just a couple of quick gasps as all of a sudden she started to tremble, at first slowly, then with more force as I started to cum. As I exploded inside her she left no doubt that she was orgasming. A couple of powerful shudders occurred as her knees buckled. I was holding her right in the join where her thighs met her upper body as I pulled her hard back toward me. That kept her upright until I could feel that the vaginal muscles had stopped milking me dry. As I slowly released her, her knees came to rest against the edge of her bed, and we were able to stay joined together until my cock lost its hardness and plopped out naturally. I let my hand roam across her back then bent forward and kissed it as my hands then once again found her breasts and gently kneaded and squeezed them before straightening up.

Angela straightened up and turned around to face me. "You seem to know exactly what I want," she said quietly, as she rubbed the palms of her hands across my chest.

"You give me too much credit," I replied. "All I'm doing is trying to be one with you, and I'm just hoping that what feels good to me, also feels good to you."

"Well, your formula seems to be working," she said still sounding a bit dreamy.

As she lost that dreamy look she said, "I want to taste us. Do you want to lay down on the bed?"

"Sure" I said as I climbed up onto it and lay on my back with my head resting on a pillow.

Angela then climbed onto the bed between my legs, bent forward and took my flaccid cock into her mouth. The softness and the wetness and the gentleness did their job as it grew hard again.

"I like the way we taste," she said.

"Well, I don't know about we, but I do know you taste good."

"Well then" she said as moved up my chest, "You are about to find out."

Shit! I wasn't ready for this! Eating her out was great, but doing it to myself? Like, jerking off was fine, but I'd never tasted my own stuff. Never had any desire to. But if I refused, would she then think that what she did was somehow 'unclean' and be offended? By the time her lips met mine, after she'd moved up my body, dragging those beautiful hanging breasts over my chest, I couldn't refuse her. I mean, I suppose I could always go get a drink.

As her lips met mine, as her tongue met mine, I did taste something but it was not a problem as she enveloped me with her hands, and arms and legs, so we did feel as one. Such a complete soft and total sensuality, I felt. And my cock was not only still hard from Angie's ministrations, but it now got even harder if that was possible as I felt her inner pussy lips spreading over the sides of it. Gees, she was still sopping wet. Where was all this stuff coming from?

"Well?" Angie asked.

"Well what," I asked.

"Well, how do we taste?"

"Must be good," I replied, "Because all I could taste, all I could feel, was just us."

"OK, you pass."

"Pass what?" I asked.

"You just pass," she replied adding, "There's just one more thing I would like you to do, before you leave."

"And what might that be?"

As she rolled off me, she spread her legs as wide as they would go, and said "You may have noticed I'm a bit wet down there," pointing to her pussy.

"Umm, yeah, I had kinda noticed."

"I would like you to spread the palm of your hand over my pussy, I want you to get everything really wet, I want you to rub your finger up and down my crack, I want you to push our juices into my bum, I want you to stick your finger in my arse, I want you to fuck my arse."

I was quiet for a few seconds then asked,"...you want me to do what!... to whom?... when... how?...what was after the very first bit again?...do you have your parents' permission?"

For a split second Ange frowned and then punched me in the arm. "You are a bastard!" and we both cracked up laughing.

But I did what she asked. And did it feel good! I rubbed her juices all over her vulva, her inner thighs, her arse crack, her anus. Ahhh yes, her anus. I still consider this to be forbidden fruit and as such it always adds extra excitement to lovemaking, especially when someone like Angie seems to love it so much.

I rubbed our juices around her anus and got my thumb soaked as well. As before it only took two or three gentle presses against her sphincter to get it to open up. Once I got my thumb moving in and out easily, I climbed on top of her. First I put my cock into her wet pussy to get it covered in lubricating juices, then pulled it out and placed the head against the partial opening. Her vagina was really tight but her arse was even more so, but still the entry of my cockhead was comparatively easy. What a feeling it is when the glans disappears inside and the sphincter tightens up in the grove at the base of the head. With Ange, it was then only a matter of making just the tiniest movements back and forth a few times before I was able to slowly feed the rest of my cock in.

Ange moaned as my cock went in as far as it could go, when my pubic bone was against hers, when the top part of my pubic bone pressed against her clit. I rested until I could feel Ange moving her bum up and down, slowly at first and then faster and faster. And she moaned as I arched my back and took first one nipple into my mouth and then the next, sucking hard on each one in turn.

I was still able to reach her breasts with my hands as I now started meeting her thrusts with my own movements, squeezing and kneading her tits as we worked up to a climax. A thin film of perspiration built up on each of us as we climbed to the top of the mountain. Then came the lightning storm as we both, together, bucked and yelled and gasped through the storm until it finally subsided, both of us spent.

"Oh my God!" was all I could say as I pulled out and rolled over onto my back. I didn't have the strength to wait until my cock fell out naturally.

"So when are you going to do what I asked you to do?" Angie asked looking straight up.

"I'll probably wait until you wake up," I replied. But I didn't have the energy to laugh.

So we just lay there for the next fifteen minutes or so, when I said, "I really do need to go."

"Wombat," she replied. [A Wombat is an Australian marsupial that eats roots, and leaves ]

"No," I responded, "I didn't eat anything." This time we both did manage to laugh.

"Do you want to clean up before you go?" she asked.

"No I'll have a shower before I go to bed. I know I smell of sex, but it's a nice smell, it's your smell. You'll be with me longer this way."

So I dragged myself off the bed, put on my boxers, trousers and shoes, went into the lounge room, put on my shirt and tie, so that it looked respectable to any neighbours that might have seen me, hugged Angela who was still naked. Gees she had a nice body. And what a woman!

We kissed a beautiful lingering tender long kiss before I opened the door, said, "See you tomorrow," and walked to my car. Just as I was about to drive off, I looked towards the front door. For a brief moment, the screen door opened and there was Angela striking a pose. And she was still stark naked!

She saw first the look of disbelief on my face, and then the smile, accompanied by a shake of the head. I saw her cheekily smile back before she shut the door again and I drove home.

Wow, she is really something I thought. But apart from just having worked together for about 10 years or so, and having great sex, I didn't really know much about her except that we did seem to have some sort compatibility, quite apart from the sex that is.

But tomorrow is another day I thought as I drifted off to a contented sleep.

Tuesday was fairly quiet. It was a busy day for everyone, so not a lot happened, except that I did arrange a date with the Work Goddess - Kate, Katie as she liked to be known, and sometimes I just called her K for short.

I had asked her if she was still OK for Saturday. Like, this all had to happen by email, as no-one including me wanted their private lives made public.

"Are we OK to do something on Saturday?"

I emailed.

"Sure"

she replied. "

I've been hoping for ages that we could get together again."