Chapter 7
The Morning After
Tami was awakened early the next morning the feel of a hard cock pressed into the crease of her firm little ass. The eighteen year old waiter was in the spooning position behind her with his right arm over her side and his hand cupping her right breast.
God, we must have done it at least four times last night, and he feels like he's ready again, she thought to herself.
Tami pushed her ass up against Dave's hard penis and he responded by squeezing her breast and making slow gentle humping motions against her rear end.
Tami turned onto her back and said, "My God kid, are you ready to go again?"
She spread her legs for him as he moved his hand down her body and began to massage her vaginal area. Dave began to kiss Tami passionately as he brought himself into position on top of her.
Afterwards Tami invited him to take a shower with her before she had to take him into work at the Birch Tree café. She slid open the glass door and adjusted the water temperature in the large walk in shower and dropped her robe on the floor. A minute later Dave entered the shower and they both began to rub soap all over each other's bodies.
Tami giggled as Dave began getting another erection while she was soaping up his cock and balls. Dave was busy rubbing soap on her full firm breast. Her nipples were so sensitive from all the licking, sucking and pinching they had received that now they were in a constant state of arousal.
"Honey, I don't know if I can keep up with you," Tami laughed.
She sat down on a sitting area on the side of the shower and pulled Dave towards her, she placed her hands on the upper back side of his thighs and began licking and kissing his hard cock. She then took him into her mouth and sucked him while she rubbed the remainder of his shaft and his balls with her hand.
With her other hand she massaged his rear end, occasionally she teasingly pushing her finger against his rectum as if she was going to enter him.
After a few minutes she felt the head of his cock begin to swell in her mouth, she began to suck him harder, coaxing him to release his load into her mouth. Tami felt his cock begin to convulse as he began shooting his sperm into her mouth, she began to swallow and suck as fast as she could not wanting to lose any of his hot fluid.
After sucking him dry Tami said, "Wow, I never did that before but I thought about trying it."
"What do you mean Tami? That was great, I know I haven't ever felt anything like it," Dave replied.
Tami rinsed her mouth in the shower and replied, "Well, I've never let a man cum in my mouth before, much less swallowed his sperm. But now that I have and because it was you I think that I liked it okay."
After they finished showering and having fun drying each other they returned to the bedroom and began getting dressed. Tami slipped on a black lace camisole, basically a one piece undergarment. She then stepped into a short black leather skirt and a black pullover sweater. Tami then slipped on a pair of black thigh high stocking and her black high heel shoes.
Dave was also getting dressed but watched Tami dress in amazement, he knew that he had just spent the night with probably the sexiest and most attractive woman he would ever have an opportunity be in bed with.
Tami caught his gaze in the mirror as she applied a eyeliner to show off her beautiful blue eyes.
She smiled at him and said, "Would you like some breakfast, I can cook you know."
Dave replied, "Wow, you can cook too? Just kidding, but you don't have to. I usually get something at the café." After a slight pause he continued, "Tami, I'll never forget last night or this morning, I'm the luckiest man in the world right now."
Tami replied, "Well, I was trying to figure out a way to ask you this, but would you like to be the luckiest man in the world again tonight?"
Dave's face blushed slightly and he smiled, "I must be dreaming this, I feel like calling my recruiter and telling him I changed my mind."
Tami replied, "No you don't, you're not going to throw out your future because of me."
She opened her jewelry box and took out a pair of long dangling diamond earrings and as she attached them to her ears she said, "Could you go out to the garage and start my Jeep?, my keys are on the kitchen counter."
While Dave left her alone to finish getting ready Tami picked up her cell phone and called her husband in Seattle. She spoke with Tim for a few minutes and let him know about all of the snow that had fallen over the last couple of days. She then talked to her children, Allen and Amy to see if they were enjoying their stay with their father. After finding out what their plans were for the day Tami said her goodbyes and closed her phone. --------------------------------------- --------------------- ----------------------------------------------
Meanwhile in Seattle, Tim had made plans for the kids to go on a tour with his associate's wife. Brad had mentioned that she had her niece staying with them over the holidays. They had planed on seeing the sights and would be glad to take Amy and Allen along.
Tim arrived at his office just before nine o'clock, he sat down behind his desk and booted his computer. He had hired a personal secretary about two and a half months ago, a young married woman fresh out of college. Cindy would be arriving any minute and Tim had some serious issues that he needed to go over her with.
Cindy entered the office building and went into her own office space. After hanging up her jacket she went to the break room and started a pot of coffee. She knew that Tim would want his coffee and as moody as he had been lately she didn't want to give him a reason to start in on her.
Brad walked by Tim's office and said, "Hey, good morning Tim. I have a client stopping by here in about twenty minutes are you going to be needing the conference room?"
Tim replied, "Nothing planned this morning, you go ahead. Are you going to need me for something then?"
Tim talked with Brad for a few minutes about what his wife had planned for the kids and then Brad returned to his office to make a call. Tim called Cindy's extension and asked her to come over to go over some things. A few minutes later she came in with a cup of coffee and set it on his desk for him.
Cindy was a very attractive young lady at the impressionable age of twenty two. She had long brown hair and a slim medium height figure. Tim had told her on several occasions that the dress code in the office was blouse and skirt, heels and hose but she had shown up in slacks on several occasionions.
Today she was wearing a nice outfit, a white blouse and professional length black skirt with a modest slit up the front that showed off her flat stomach. She was wearing nude thigh high hose with black two inch heels and Tim took notice of her thin, nicely shaped legs.
Cindy had a nice figure with small but firm perky breast, a thin waist and a small but shapely ass. On more that one occasion Tim had tried to get her to meet him after work for drinks but Cindy always complained that she had to get home.
"Good morning Cindy," Tim greeted. "Would you close the door please and have a seat."
Cindy sat down in one of the two comfortable chairs on the other side of his desk; she crossed her legs and said, "Good morning sir, I have the Jenson account finished for you on my desk when you're ready for it."
"That's good Cindy, I've been waiting for that," Tim replied.
He paused for a moment and starred into her big innocent brown eyes. He let his eyes move down her blouse and back up. Tim took notice that she had buttoned the blouse up to her neck again; he had asked her several times to leave a few buttons undone.
Tim continued. "You know Cindy; most of my clients that come here are male, and when they come to the office I like for the girls to have a little sex appeal. I don't think I'm asking too much when I ask that you wear skirts or dresses and look just a little sexy."
After no response from Cindy he continued, "We had this conversation when you got interviewed and you told me you wouldn't have a problem with it."
Cindy's eyes began to well up slightly as she replied, "I'm sorry Tim; I'd just forgotten to adjust my blouse after I left my apartment this morning."
She paused for a minute while she undid the top two button of her blouse. "My husband just gets a little jealous when I look like I'm going on a date just to go to work."
Tim replied, "Look Cindy, it's not that you aren't doing a good job here, I like your work and you could be very successful here but your husband needs to understand that we have some very big clients and a woman needs to dress for success. One more button wouldn't hurt your look in that outfit."
Cindy unfastened the third button from the top of her blouse and said, "I really don't think that I look unattractive in slacks either, I shouldn't have to wear a skirt everyday. Don't you think a couple of time a week I could wear slacks?"
She waited for Tim to answer and then continued, "The receptionist is always showing off her legs and cleavage and most of the time she's the one they see anyway."
"Look Cindy, I'll give you a break. If you feel more comfortable wearing slacks then that's fine, but go out and buy slacks that show off your shape a little better. Those loose fitting slacks that you wear just don't really compliment your figure. Always wear heels and I want to see you in a dress or a skirt at least twice a week."
Cindy replied, "Okay Tim, I'll try to dress the way you want me to look, I cannot afford to loose my job, my husband is out of work and it's really hard to find a job right now. I was really hoping to get a raise."
Tim picked up his cup and took a drink of his coffee, he stood and walked over behind the chair where Cindy was seated and touched her shoulder.
"Relax Cindy, you're doing just fine. I have a bonus check for you this week for doing such good work on the Stanly account."
Tim ran his hand over her shoulder pushing the front of her blouse slightly away from her breast letting him get a glimpse of her thirty two A-cup bra. Cindy turned her head and looked up at him trying to smile.
"That's better," he said. "You know if I could get you to go out to lunch with me I think we could come to an agreement on your salary too."
Cindy replied, "Tim, I really do like you, and you are a really good looking man but we're both married, and I really do love my husband."
Tim asked, "Don't you think it would be good for your relationship with your husband if you were making enough money that he could take his time finding another employer?"
Tim let his hand move slowly down the front of Cindy's blouse, he expected her to stop him like she had done in the past but this time she allowed it.
Tim smiled as his hand moved over her right breast; he knew he was finally getting her right where he wanted.
Tim asked, "Would you like to go out with me for lunch today, say eleven thirty?