A very nervous Stacey Dixon was ushered into a sumptuous office by an attractive secretary with long straight blonde hair who had on a tight pink sweater and very snug white mini-skirt. "Boy!" he thought as he watched the attractive blonde walk ahead of him, "I wouldn't mind it if she came on to me!"
"Miss Arlington will be with you in a minute," the blonde said, then she turned and left.
The young man looked around. The office he was sitting in was the fanciest he'd ever seen. It belonged to a prosperous female attorney who had called his home and asked if he was the young man who did yard and pool work. She told Stacey's mother she needed someone to take care of her swimming pool and yard, and asked if Stacey could drop by her office to discuss his working for her.
Stacey's eyes bugged out when a blonde lady who was even more attractive than the secretary walked in a side door and smiled at him. She had on a two-piece outfit, a peach-colored top with a loose, draped neck, and a form-fitting black skirt. As she walked toward her desk, her generous breasts danced, telling the young man she probably wore no bra. His insides reacted immediately.
Marlene Arlington was extremely cognizant of the young man's fervent gaze. She smiled at him. "Are you Stacey Dixon?" she purred, leaning against her desk.
Stacey swallowed hard and nodded. "Yes, ma'am," he replied.
"You're the young man who does pool and yard work, is that correct?" Marlene asked.
Stacey nodded again. "Yes, ma'am, I...I do," he said.
"Several of my friends tell me they've employed you," Marlene continued. "And they tell me they are very...ah...shall we say 'satisfied' by your performance."
"Holy shit!" the young man thought, catching the inflection in the lawyer's voice. "Does she mean what I think she means?" His insides tightened even more. He wondered if Bobby Draper had any idea what kind of favor he'd done when he introduced him to Mrs. Everett.
Marlene leaned over, picked up her phone, and pushed a button. "Carlotta," she said, "I'll be tied up for some time. Please hold all of my calls." She put the phone down, straightened up, and walked to the door.
"I don't believe it! It...it's happening again! It really is!" Stacey thought, his mind whirling, his cock stiffening. He watched the easy movement of the woman's magnificent ass as she walked to the door.
Marlene locked the door, turned, and walked back to where Stacey sat. "Stand up, please," she said softly.
Stacey did as she asked and the minute he did, the woman pulled him into her arms and kissed him, her tongue sliding between his lips.
Stacey needed no further encouragement. His hands cupped the lady lawyer's buttocks and he pulled her against him. Passion arced between them like electricity.
When the kiss ended, Marlene leaned back in Stacey's arms, keeping her middle pressed against his. "That was very nice, Stacey!" she said. She ground her hips against his. "I certainly like what I feel! You may very well be exactly the person I've been looking for."
She surprised the young man by slipping out of his embrace and walking to the window. She stood there, her back to Stacey, not saying anything.
Stacey decided she wanted him to be a bit more aggressive, so he walked up behind her, cupped her breasts in his hands, pulled her against him, and began to kiss what skin he could reach through the loose neckline of her blouse.
The young man had done exactly what Marlene wanted him to do. As his lips caressed her neck and his hands fondled her breasts, she felt hunger surging through her. Her legs began to tremble. "Yes," she purred, rotating her ass against his bulging groin, "You know exactly what I want, don't you, Stacey?"
"You bet I do!" Stacey replied. He started kissing and nibbling her ear.
