Miss Mandy Knows Best Ch 02

It had been two days since Amanda had walked into his office to help him relieve his stress. He could not get it out of his mind. The sound of her heels clicking through the hallway, seeing her walk by his office door and smile at him, and the sound of her voice carrying through the office when she talked on the phone kept him reliving the whole scenario in his head.

He had not talked to her about it yet and she did not act like anything had changed. What was he supposed to say? Is there something he should do? The whole experience was so different than anything he would consider normal interactions with a woman that he was left dumbfounded.

John needed to talk to her about it, but was he supposed to ask her out for a drink? Take her to dinner? It just was not a normal relationship. He could not clear his head and knew something had to be said.

As she was again walking by his office wearing a snug fitting red skirt, white blouse, white pantyhose, and red heels he decided to stop staring and talk to her.

"Um, Amanda," he was happy his voice did not crack.

She stopped and turned towards him smiling, "yes John," she moved to stand in the doorway of his office.

"Would you mind coming in for a moment?" he asked and quickly added, "and close the door please."

Raising an eyebrow and smirking she stepped in and quietly shut his office door. "Shall I sit?" she motioned to one of the highbacked chairs in front of his desk.

"No, this should only take a moment," he paused getting his words right before he began, "about the other day...I just...well I don't know where this all stands and I don't want anything to disrupt the office..." she had one hand on her hip as he spoke. Nothing in her demeanor showed that she was upset, but rather a little amused.

In a quiet voice she asked, "why would anything disrupt the office John?"

"Well it's just..." he fumbled for the right words as he felt his cock stirring. It was so hard for him to block out what she had done to him the other day.

She slowly moved around his desk as she stared at him, "now John, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me." She walked up next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder as she looked down at him.

"Amanda..."

"Shhh, were not alone today John, so let's keep our voices down," she gently caressed the side of his face. "Are you having trouble with something?" she asked staring down at the bulge forming in his pants.

"I can't...I can't stop thinking about the other day," he felt the lust boiling inside him. Her presence made it grow more intense.

"Ohhh John," she said teasingly, "we just need to relieve a little of that pressure." Her hand moved down and smoothly freed his erection. "Now we don't have a lot of time and you need to be quiet," she began as her hand started stroking and his breathing grew deeper. "Let's just get it out of you so you can think instead of Miss Mandy distracted you so."

Her hand moved much faster than it had the other day and he was shocked at how quick he felt the orgasm building.

"Oh yes John, let's get rid of some of that pressure Miss Mandy is making in your balls," her words made the feelings more intense and the orgasm was starting to pass the point of no return. Just as he felt it start she took her hand off his cock, "there we go, yesss," she cooed as his cock twitched and the semen flowed out.

The normal rush from an orgasm was lost as he looked at her in confusion, "that's a good start John, now," she grabbed his cock and resumed stroking it, using some of the cum that had already spilled out as lubricant.

"Amanda...," he breathed.

"You mean Miss Mandy John," her hand pumping even faster. "Don't worry John, we're just getting rid of all that nasty cum so you're not distracted anymore. If you get too excited you'll scream and everyone in the office will hear us. Now let's empty those balls out for Miss Mandy," her breath was hot in his ear.

His knuckles were white as he gripped the arms of his office chair. Amanda had pulled his head into her bosom while he tried to hold back the moans from her expert hand job. It was not long before he felt another orgasm building and Amanda had to place a hand over his mouth to muffle the sounds of his moans.

"Oh yes John, there we go," she cooed again as his orgasm started and her hand again fell off his cock. The cum spurted out again, yet there was less this time than the last. "Oh that's so good John. You now how I love to have you make a mess for me."

As soon as his cock stopped twitching she started rubbing it again. "Now one more time should do the trick." His over sensitized cock had him squirming in the chair and Amanda's hand stayed firmly over his mouth as he could not hold back the whimpers and moans.

"You're going to feel so much better after this," she slowed down for the first time and gently teased the head of his cock with her thumb and forefinger. "No need to worry about what we are doing John. Just do what feels natural and I will take care of you. Miss Mandy will take care of everything." She removed her hand slowly from his mouth. "Do you want Miss Mandy to take care of you John?" she did not stop teasing his cock.

"Yes Miss Mandy," he managed to get out between deep breaths.

"If you want me to stop all you have to do is ask. Do you understand John?"

"Yes Miss Mandy."

"If you want Miss Mandy to take care of you all you need to do is ask. Do you understand John?"

"Yes Miss Mandy."

Her hand went from tantalizing torture to stroking again. "I think this should get all that cum out. Sometimes we just need to milk your balls dry because Miss Mandy distracts you too much John. Sometimes you need to be milked so you appreciate when I make you orgasm so much more."

His legs started to tighten and for the third time she let his cock go and it twitched and a few small streams of cum leaked out. "There we go...that's right. Nice and empty now."

He felt her finger under his chin. Turning it to her as she lowered her head to kiss him softly," I'll be right back and we'll get you cleaned up." She walked out of his office closing the door behind her. John leaned his head back and took a few deep breaths trying to steady himself. What was this woman doing to him and why was he letting her?

Amanda walked back in the door and closed it quietly behind her. She had a hand towel and walked around his desk where she began to wipe up the mess. "Let's get you cleaned up now John."

"Amanda, I'm confused," he began before she interrupted him.

"Now John, just let me take care of things," she said while she continued to wipe him up, "oh so soon John?" she laughed softly as his cock was standing back at full attention. She set down the hand towel and grabbed his hard cock and slowly stroked it. "Do you want to go back to the way things were between us, or are you enjoying the current situation?"

He was still so horny. He had not had the satisfaction of release and his blood was still boiling as he looked her in the eyes he knew she could see the flames of the lust she continued stoking inside him.

"Just ask me," she taunted him as she put her hand in his hair and pulled it gently. "I'll stop anytime you want, but I love this as much as you," she took his hand and guided it up her skirt until his fingers touched her crotch feeling how wet her panties were. She quickly pulled his hand away, "just ask me to stop and I will, but if you don't, I'm going to keep doing this to you." Her hand was still stroking his cock. "Tell me you want me to keep doing this to you," her eyes were intense and here breathing was now getting deeper.

"Yes Miss Mandy."

She gasped staring at him and her hand stopped moving up and down on his cock and was gripping it tightly causing him to wince in pain. "Oh John, that's it. That's what I want," she pulled him in and kissed him more deeply than she previously had. "This is only going to get better for us both."