I look in the mirror, pleased with what I see. It had become a game. The goal to look prettier and more desirable every day, had taken over my daily routine. One day it was sparkly eye shadow, the next a new two toned bra under a sheer blouse.
It was an easy game to play. My features were in place. I have a beautiful symmetrical face, stunning fuck-me eyes, a well proportioned nose that leads into full ripe lips, but it was my body that made men and women look twice. My body is like a stripper's body; long, lean and luscious. An hour glass figure with sensuous curves leads to my sexy protruding ass and gorgeous legs.
It didn't matter what I wore. I was approached. They all want to fuck me, suck on my tits, run their hands down my long slender back then stick their big fat cocks right into my wet pussy and inviting ass.
But I'm just a tease. I don't let my admirers do anything but look. Sometimes I let them cop a feel of my beautiful big breasts. There is also an occasional passion inspired kiss or once in a while an orgasmic fingering job behind the bar. It adds a much needed thrill to my boring daily existence as a bank teller. Flirting with the customers and getting extra smiles and winks just simply makes for a better day.
Today I went for it. I love shopping and had recently found an incredibly sheer off white blouse. My red strapless bra with the black lacy bottom looked amazing under it. I cupped my breasts and traced my cleavage while looking in the mirror. Everyday I asked myself, is that too much? Am I pushing the limits too far? I'm brazen and confident so off I went to work and began the early morning routine looking like I was primed and ready to be fucked, as usual.
Everyone adores me, including my manager and the bank manager. I have a very charming personality to go along with my looks. The people I work with and the customers I meet try not to stare, but they don't tell me to dress down. Not even the older ladies that come into the bank, seem to care that my sexiness is over the top. They likely don't say anything since I am so cheerful and kind to them.
I was busy enjoying another day of teasing and flirting with customers and staff when you walked in. Everything changed from the moment on. When I first saw you my mouth went dry. Your suit jacket was off and your dress pants hugged your sexy well toned ass. I noticed your hair was tousled in a just woke up look but surmised you probably paid a fortune to have it look that way. And then you turned around and I melted. Your eyes a stunning blue, sparkled back at me. Your smile covered your face and offered promise of uninhabited hot sex. I felt my pussy fill with juices.
The attraction was mutual. You waited for me. I felt nervous, unnerved by my strong desire to have you ravish me. You licked your lips just then and I thought of how amazing that tongue would feel parting my pussy lips. After a sexually charged bank transaction where I opened a new account for you, you passed me your number and told me to call you the minute I was done work. Excitement surged through me the rest of the day. I could hardly stand the anticipation. When I got off work there was a limo parked in front of the bank. You opened the door, kissed me seductively and watched my sexy ass position itself in the seat beside you.
"You're so beautiful I just had to be with you," Dario whispered in my ear as he kissed my neck with french kisses that sent searing blasts of deep desire to the depths of my pussy. Soon, that's all I could feel. The pulsing of my wet pussy seared my senses.
As if you knew what I was thinking you laid me on the seat of the limo, lifted my tight skirt up and revealed my neon pink thong. I was shivering in anticipation, not used to letting anyone else have control. You flipped me then and took in the full view of my sexy toned ass. I circled my ass slowly and seductively, then arched my back elevating my cheeks. Immediately your hand cupped them, your mouth nibbled on them, and then your hand left a strong imprint as you gave me a nice strong swat. The sensations made my pussy fill with juices again. You did it again, and again, until I was moaning with raw need.
"Fuck me," I begged, in a small voice, my pussy so wet and full of need I could hardly stand it.
When you turned me around again, slid down my thong and started eating my pussy like a ravenous animal I knew I had finally found my sexual match. I heard you bite, slurp, and grunt as my pussy bucked in your amazing mouth. Your long licks drove me wild, then you fastened on my clit and teased it with your long flicking tongue. Next your fingers started pounding my wet pussy. I came right away, in a long intense grateful orgasmic pulse.
"That's it sweetheart, ladies first," you said as you mounted me, your hard on larger than I thought possible.
"Your pussy is so wet from your cum beautiful," you said as you swiftly drove your cock all the way deep into my hot little pussy.
Swishing noises and grunts filled the air. We fucked for a long time. Your stamina is amazing. Our orgasms overtook us in their intensity. I stumbled out of the limo severely fucked.
"Same time tomorrow," you said smiling at my disheveled state. You knew you had me wrapped as I nodded a meek yes.
Everyday after work you were waiting for me in the limo. The sex was always wild and adventuresome. We didn't talk much. You didn't tell me much of your life and your world and you didn't ask about mine. I didn't push it. You were my sexual fantasy and I didn't want reality tainting the intense orgasmic feelings we shared.
After about two weeks of wild sex you offered me a proposition.
"Amber, sweetie," you said looking at me affectionately. "My business is in desperate need of executive assistant to answer and take care of the business of a high powered executive, named Jeffery, who comes into town once in while. We can pay you $100 00 a year and Jeffery will only need your help when he is in town."
You passed me a cell phone.
"He'll call you on that phone when he is in town. You'll do things like arrange cars for him and restaurant reservations, that kind of thing. What do you say?" he asked, a pleading look in his eyes. "It will give us more opportunities to be together during the day. I can't get enough you of sweetheart," he added.
I thought about what you were offering. My job at the bank paid me half of what you were offering and the job description didn't sound too demanding.
"Will you guarantee me work for at least a year? I asked. You nodded.
"Yes, Dario, yes, thank you" I said smiling brightly. I kissed you then, elated and excited.
"Don't stop dressing sexy for work darling, I might stop by sometime," you said with a wink. The next couple of weeks were a blur. I said a tearful goodbye to my customers and staff members and went towards my new adventure.
Weeks went by and my new employer still hadn't required my services. I was starting to get bored except for the times you came over to fuck me. You always called ahead, so I could pick out ravish worthy clothing from my elaborate closet. I loved dressing sexy and you loved fucking me half dressed, using every piece of furniture as a vehicle for our intense love making.
