Karen was not happy in her job. She wasn't all that happy at home either. She had loved her husband Ken but regretted the promise she'd made to him when they married about having his children. She had no maternal feelings and wanted to continue in her career, even if, perhaps with a different employer.
She worked for a bank and was still regarded by many of her colleagues as "The Girl".
She was twenty-seven and had worked her way up to management from a teller position. She was tall slender with blue eyes. Being slim her breasts were not very big but she was firm all over with tight buttocks which showed not the slightest hint of a droop. She was a bottle blonde as was evidenced by her black pubic hair. She was a beautiful woman.
Her sister, a nurse, who was a year younger didn't dye her hair but was otherwise almost a mirror image of her older sibling.
A so called 'young hot shot' turned up at the office one morning. He'd been hired straight out of university making those who had 'worked their way' a bit tense and stand-offish.
He strolled in, his well built 6'3" form moved across the lobby. Karen was first in that morning and booting up the computer system for the day's work.. She noticed him and went out to ask if she could help him. He introduced himself as Dave and shook her hand. He seemed nice enough for a dreaded 'graduate'.
He looked older than she had expected. He would be working to one of the senior managers and would have a desk near Karen and the other junior managers.
The months passed and Karen discovered that he wasn't from another planet but a very nice guy. He was 30 and had been at University for 13 years. He had more letters after his name than in it! He told her none of this but his age. She found out the rest from a friend in personnel.
The occasional young woman would appear to be escorted to lunch but as he and Karen became friends she learnt that he didn't have steady girlfriends.
Karen and Ken's relationship hit a bit of a rough patch when Ken began to insist on a baby. Meantime Karen's sister Samantha - "Sam" had broken up with her boyfriend and come back home to work at the local hospital.
One Friday evening when the office drinks cabinet was open Karen mentioned that she should introduce her sister properly to Dave. They'd seen eachother when Sam came to see Karen from time to time.
Dave being unattached and in need of some feminine company said he'd like that. He suggested that he take Sam to lunch next Friday when she wasn't working and he could get back to work late. All was arranged and lunch went so well that they arranged to go out the next night.
Sam was just as stunning as Karen but with dark ringlets. Strolling to a taxi rank arm in arm from dinner Sam asked whose flat they should go to. Dave didn't give away his surprise and answered that wherever she felt comfortable would be fine. Sam gave the driver directions to her flat which was the front section of a big old house.
Sam asked him if he was able to stay the night or had to be somewhere early the next morning. Maybe it was her job that made her so matter of fact but it was refreshing. Taking Dave's hand as they exited the taxi she walked him up to the door, opened it, and showed him in.
"I'll get some more wine and we can get really silly. Make yourself at home." She smiled.
Dave sat down and Sam reappeared with a couple of bottles, glasses and a corckscrew.
"Let's really get comfortable. I hate first nights don't you?"
Dave just nodded. He didn't want to be so drunk that he was impotent so he asked which bottle she prefered and just opened that one. Sam dropped the tailored trousers she'd been wearing. Leaving her top on she came and sat beside him on the sofa, folding her legs under her. She was wearing a pair of high cut ivory coloured panties with a lacy front through which her jet black pubic hair was quite visible.
The fact that he was onto a sure thing did quite a bit to ease Dave's first night nerves. He kissed Sam and she responded sending her tongue into his mouth. Breaking the kiss she took a sip of wine and kissed him again undoing a couple of buttons on his shirt and stroking the hair on his firm muscular chest. He meanwhile was running his hands over Sam and despite the constant flow of alcohol his cock was filling with blood.
As his hand moved to cup a breast through Sam's top his suspicion that she hadn't worn nor needed a bra was confirmed. She had really firm little breasts which he was very interested in seeing. They made out on the sofa for a good hour and quaffed most of a bottle. Sam was now on her back with Dave on top of her. She had her pantied crotch against the big solid hard-on in his pants and was humping against him.
"Let's get you into bed." She said breathlessly.
They clambered up and she led him by the hand to her room. There he hurredly undressed as she removed her top and climbed into bed still in her panties. She had just the sort of body he liked. At the same time he couldn't help thinking that that was what Karen would look like also.
Sam matter of factly asked him if he thought he'd last long if he fucked her now. His cock was rigid and drops of precum were flowing from its tip.
He confessed he wouldn't.
"Well you just let Nurse Sammy show you her bedside manner and then you can take your time fucking me. Because more than anything I need a really good 'seeing to'".
With that he was gently pushed back and and his cock disappeared into her mouth. Her tongue went around his big tip on each upstroke and she plunged again as far as she could. Dave's hand was busy at her panties or rather inside them. He found her wet seam and slid a finger into her. She gripped it and bore down. Dave had had more than he could stand. His cock had been hard on and off all evening and then for the enire time on the sofa.
"Sam, I'm going to cum." He warned.
She nodded and smiled at him.
"I'm serious." He continued only to be greeted with a muffled "OK".
His recent conquests hadn't let him cum in their mouths so he hadn't expected this. He let go a load that felt like it came all the way from his scalp. He felt Sam swallowing around his cock and gently cleaning him.
She rose up from his cock with his hand still in her pants and his finger inside her.
"Happy boy?" she asked grinning.
"Delerious." He replied. "I'm sorry I didn't realise you'd swallow or even let me cum your mouth."
"Sometimes I like to. I do it for someone I like and when I'm horny which, my Dear, is a warning that I expect something from you while you recover. How about I get rid of these ?"
Disengaging from him she rolled onto her back raised her legs and displaying all of herself to him calmly pulled her silk panties off.
He pulled her to him and kissed her. She was lying on top of him and lifting her slightly he moved his kisses rapidly down her body until she was sitting on his face. He got his first taste of her sex juices and knew he'd be back between her legs as often as possible.
He genuinely liked to get between a womans legs and explore with his mouth and tongue. Sam had jet black hair between her legs which she obviously tended regularly. It was shaped and her lips had just the smallest soft hint of fuzz on them.
When she'd flashed her entire rear end he'd noticed that the hair made it just to the bottom of her lips -yumm. Her slit was a pink flesh coloured contrast to the dark frame of her hair. Dave was hard at work on her fleshy little treat. Sam's little clit had moved out of its hood and the small tip sat like a tiny pearl awaiting his attention. She was dripping wet and beginning to breathe heavily, her stomach flexed each time he sucked her clit.
He moved to concentrate on it and craddling her buttocks took her little button between his lips and ran his tongue softly back and forth across it as she built to her climax. He didn't rush her and she had to strive for her release which when it came nearly broke his neck. She fell onto the bed and he placed his wet face to hers for a kiss. Unlike some women she didn't flinch and in fact licked his face clean of the most obvious moisture.
"I've always thought I didn't taste too bad. What do you think.?"she asked.
"I like the way you taste.It's very mild but I can't quite discribe it beyond saying anytime you want me down there I'm ready"
"Thanks, yea, a few women are pretty funky aren't they?" She replied.
"Talking from experience are we?" he laughed.
"Could be!" she said with a wink. "Now how's my friend down there doing?"
She glanced down to see that Dave was re-inflating nicely. Her last few comments had helped. Dave asked if she wanted a condom. She told him not to worry as she couldn't get pregnant but didn't elaborate.
"Can I be on top?" she asked "You're pretty big"
How could Dave refuse such a polite and flattering request. She cast a leg over him took hold of his cock and positioning it at her entrance pushed herself onto him.
It took a while to get down him and adjust to his girth. Her last boyfriend had only been about 4" long and thin, Dave was about 3 inches longer but it was his thickness that distinguished him. It had taken all her skill to blow him and now she felt him touch and fill her in a way she had long forgotten.
She reached around pulled up the bedcover and settled in for a long slow fuck. She would raise herself only a half inch or so and then come back down on him. She showered Dave in kisses and enjoyed the feel of his arms around her. She liked a slow fuck with cuddles and was delighted she'd swallowed his first load. He would last a good long time and she could savour his proximity and the delicous intrustion at her sexual core.
They kept up their rhythm for about an hour by which time she was sitting up with her hands on his chest moving right up and down along his shaft. Dave warned her that he would cum if she kept it up. She wouldn't have minded because she'd had a number of small orgams over the last hour. She told him just to let go and fill her up. She came down on him and rubbed her clit aganst the base of his cock. As she did this his first spurt entered her.
That set her off and as he pumped into her she fell onto his chest with a cry.
He stayed in her as his cock deflated and pulling the cover back around them drifted off with her into a contented sleep.
Sam was on the phone to her sister the next day soon after Dave left.
"So how was he?" his colleague asked.
"I'm bandy!"
