This is a follow on from my previous story 'White Collar Love' but it isn't a requirement that you read that story first to read this one! I'm new to writing hetero scenes so hope you enjoy!
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Jenny had worked for Tim for over a year and while she knew he eye fucked her more or less every morning, he had yet to make an advance and she was okay with that. Tim was handsome for a man in his thirties but he wasn't exactly a knock out, and his general boring demeanour did nothing to entice her to make a move herself. The only joy she did get was deliberately wearing clothes she knew he would like to give him just a hint of what was available, if she deemed him worthy. As things were going so far, it didn't seem likely but seeing the frustrated looks he would cast her way every now and then just made the doldrums of the working day a little more interesting.
Most of the clients that Tim saw were couples were one of both of them were either into weird shit or unable to come together. It was never attractive people who came to visit, Jenny had found. Sitting behind her desk, her long aubern hair hanging just around her plump breasts she smiled politely, took their details and then waited for the files to be returned in order to see what their damage was. He wanted a threesome, she didn't. She needed a vibrator to get off. He liked wearing women's underwear and she wasn't into it. All of these people who had chained themselves to one another in the name of monogamy only to realise it really wasn't all that great and now they were stuck with one another. Jenny pitied and loathed them in equal measures but was thankful that their misery kept her bank account in the green.
When Parker had come in for her first session Jenny had been surprised, it was the first time someone she had ever wanted to fuck herself had come through the doors. Jenny had admired her petite figure, the golden strands of her hair and her choice of bra that had been visible through her wet shirt. Jenny had sat there painting her nails while they had their session and had watched her leave, surprised when she saw her flushed cheeks and relaxed demeanour. When Tim had come out, his own cheeks were flushed and there was the scent of sex in the room. Could it be? There was no way...
Parker kept coming back and Jenny read her notes, young woman unable to come at all and Tim was advising bubble baths and sensual music? What a load of bullshit. The sessions remained an hour and each time Tim was always in a frustrated mood when she left, Parker always leaving with a smile. Jenny didn't see any real progress happening in the notes and so she decided to investigate herself. One afternoon after waiting for Parker to leave Jenny stood up, pushing the tight black minidress down to smooth out any wrinkles and then walked towards his office holding Parker's file, having deliberately not given it to him before the session. Walking as lightly as she could so her heels could not be heard on the tiles she opened the door.
"Hi, I forgot to give you this-" Jenny stopped when she caught Tim kneeling on the floor, his pants wide open, his hand wrapped around his thick cock as he was sucking his pussy juice coated fingers. "What... the fuck." Jenny said slowly, the hint of a smile playing at her lips though she tried to look outraged.
Tim had just finished going down on Parker, her orgasm drenching his fingers and face before as usual she had gotten up, re-dressed and walked out. He was sure she knew what she was doing to him, leaving him aching to fuck that tight pussy of hers each time she left and yet she still just patted him on the head like a fucking dog before disappearing again. As usual he had opened his pants and started to jack himself off, so lost in the taste of her that he didn't hear the door open until he heard Jenny's voice.
"I-" he started, his hand still gripping his cock, desperate to come. "You're meant to fucking knock!" he snapped without thinking. "Get out."
Jenny just laughed quietly to herself, eyeing him over as she closed the door behind her. "Mr Oberst... I'm feeling very sexually harassed right now." Jenny murmured as she walked over to the armchair and sank down into it. At first she crossed her legs, her long pale pins crossing at the knee, the material of her mini dress sliding further up her thigh. "I mean, this feels like a very sexually charged workplace and it's just making me uncomfortable."
Tim groaned, humiliated to be caught literally with his pants down but he was so aroused that he couldn't really focus on what she was getting at. All he could taste and smell was Parker's delicious pussy and it was proving to be distracting. "I'm - well I'm sorry. It wont happen again."
"But it's been happening a lot hasn't it?" Jenny asked, tilting her head to the side slightly as she bit into the corner of her red painted lips. "Do you fuck around with all your patients? I pity you if you do."
"No, this is just... legitimate therapy. It's just not well publicised and..." he shifted uncomfortably, managing to pry his hand away from his cock as he started to pull up his pants.
When Tim removed his hand Jenny caught sight of his dick and for the first time she found herself interested in her boss. He was thick and had one of the prettiest dicks she had ever seen, a good eight inches and cut. "Sure it is... but I am feeling very harrassed right now. So I may have to sue."
Tim glared at her at that, aware that she always looked down on him in the way that only beautiful women had the way of doing. Even now when she was blackmailing him he couldn't help but appreciate her big chest and curvy thighs. She was curvy in the way that men meant when they said they liked curvy girls, thick toned thighs, big juicy tits and a skinny waist. "I never knew you were the litigious type." he muttered.
Jenny laughed softly at that and uncrossed her thighs, making a show of parting her legs slowly, letting him see up her short dress to her panties which she knew would be more than wet by now. "I just think we could maybe resolve this between ourselves?" Jenny suggested, letting her hands resting on her knees only to inch her dress up just a little more so he could admire the navy silk panties she had on.
As she parted her milky thighs Tim found himself astounded, having thought about fucking her so many times but she was always such an aloof bitch he had never imagined that something like this could happen. Before he realised what he was doing he was nodding along, crawling closer to her, glancing up at her furtively to make sure she wasn't going to say no. "Sure. Yes. Of course."
Before he could get too close Jenny put her foot up, pressing her heel into his shoulder to keep him back but also giving him a better view of her soaking panties. Treating him like this just turning her on further, her nipples hard and sensitive against the material of her bra. "Okay. Well, I'm going to need you to give me a three grand pay rise... and I'm going to need half days on Friday."
