Sylvie was bored. Here she was at age 41 working in a small software company run by twenty-something-year-old boys. After being laid off from an older, established multinational company two months ago, she became desperate and took whatever job came along first. Skipping two months of mortgage payments was all she could reasonably handle. Sylvie had pride in her credit rating. After her divorce 10 years ago she vowed to have perfect credit and financial independence. No man was going to control her financially or otherwise ever again.
One thing she had not had in the past few months was an orgasm. Her on-again off-again boyfriend was laid off at the same time from the same company and left town looking for a better job. He was a fine lover. He always started by going down on Sylvie, paying special attention to her clit. Sometimes she wondered if he read about this technique somewhere. He was very good with his tongue but the technique never varied. Once he surprised her by massaging her anus just as she was cumming. It was a small thrill. Her husband's finger was the only other attempt anyone had made to get in her back door. She occasionally thought about allowing a man to take her roughly from behind.
When it was her turn to return the oral favors, Sylvie focused on giving total attention to the task. She would lick the underside of his vein-laden shaft, dragging her tongue across the underside of his cockhead. She would pause for a quick tongue stab into his little peehole before engulfing the head and drawing his cock into her mouth and throat. He always moaned at this point. Her pussy tingled, knowing here she was on her knees controlling a much bigger man. Two of her fingers massaged the space between his ass and balls, drawing him to the precipice of an orgasm. She could make him cum any time she wanted. She would stop there, lie on her back, and let him fuck her with his hard as steel cock. Nothing turned her on more than making a man so hard it looked like his cock skin was going to tear apart.
She missed him in some ways, but he was older and not as in shape as she was. He tired quickly and lost his sex drive on occasion. The steel cock days were becoming seldom. One perk to working at this new company was most of the immature boys had firm bodies and looked to never tire. She caught herself checking out a package or two during meetings. Were they always hard? - she giggled to herself. She had not been with a 25 year old since she was 25.
But today, Sylvie was bored, and after reminiscing, a little bit horny. In her old job, she would occasionally look at porn on the computer for a few seconds to pass the time and distract her from work. She had not done so yet at the new job. Seemed like the perfect time to start.
She looked around and saw no one with a viewing angle of her screen. She opened a site that showed random ten-second porno clips, just enough to whet her appetite.
The first one that popped up was two young, dark haired women in a 69 position, their legs wide open. The one on top had her knees so far apart she was lying entirely on top of the other girl. Sylvie had a quick thought of kissing her college roommates pussy on a dare from her drunk friends. She remembered wanting to slide her tongue inside and taste the juices but the dare game moved quickly to another girl, who had to deepthroat a big Popsicle.
She hit "next" and a video of a man on all fours wearing panties around his thighs was getting taken in the ass by a redhead with a realistic looking strap on cock. Sylvie mouthed the word "whoa" and clinched her thighs together. She wondered what it would be like to have such total control over a man and have him in the most vulnerable of positions. The girl in the video had an evil smile. She hit "next."
A woman in a short skirt is walking down a dark street. A gloved hand grabs her face and pulls her into an alley. She is pushed against a brick wall and her skirt is pulled up by the gloved hand. A gorgeous shaved, slightly curved cock appears and plunges into her pussy and then her ass in one dramatic thrust. The man with the gloved hand pulls her hair toward his face and her back arches. The video ends.
Involuntarily, Sylvie's pussy becomes wet. She bangs her knees together. Her breath catches. She quickly blinks her eyes. Instead of hitting "next" she hits "repeat." In the next 60 seconds Sylvie hits "repeat" six times. Each time the gloved hand pulls the girl into the alley, Sylvie says to herself "oh my sweet god."
She is shocked at her own reaction. Why would that scene have such an immediate and powerful effect on her? She shuts down the browser and walks to the bathroom. She is keenly aware that her pussy is soaked. She throws water on her face to shake the image and to break the spell. She goes into the stall and pulls up her skirt, sits on the toilet. She can't pee. She lifts her left foot wearing a black pump and puts in on the toilet paper dispenser and immediately begins to rub her clit, sliding two fingers inside and over clit, inside and over clit. She cums so fast an "ohhhh" escapes her mouth before she literally covers her mouth with her hand.
Her leg falls off the dispenser and her high heel hits the floor with an awkward scrape. Sylvie feels like she just ran the three miles to work. As she gathers herself together, questions race through her mind. What just happened? Am I turned on by the idea of rape? By not even seeing the guys face? Losing all control?
