A few weeks after I had slept with Steve, I kept replaying the moment in my head and when I would get a moment to myself I couldn't help but touch myself thinking about it. While the sex had been good what turned me on the most was I had sex with another man. It made me think back on my younger years and how bad I had been and how much I loved it.
From a young age I have always loved being the centre of attention. When I was a child it was doing silly things which got reactions from adults. When I got older and started to notice boys for the first time I loved the way they looked at me. Even before I had tried sex for the first time I would often daydream in class about what they would do to me. When I got a little older and was allowed to choose my own clothes I had always gone for outfits which would get guys to look at me.
I was at work sat at my desk. I worked for a company which sold and leased heavy duty mining equipment, it is as exciting as it sounds. I had started there at the age of twenty and had within a few years risen to the position of personal assistant to a regional manager. My boss was an older man in his early forties named Andy who was very attractive and charming. He worked out constantly outside of work and was muscular and in good shape. He also had a reputation as a major womanizer with a penchant for young naive interns. I had heard the rumors about girls rising the ladder in exchange for certain favors. I had come back from lunch several times to find a young girl leaving his office looking flushed.
I had always resisted his advances despite the constant flirtation. Surprisingly I think he gave me the position because I wouldn't sleep with him, that he was impressed that I had turned him down despite what he could offer me. I had often fantasied about him either him fucking me or watching him fuck another girl.
Today though was different. I wanted him and I was going to get him. I still loved Harry but Steve had shown me that I enjoyed being with other guys. I was dressed in a lacy black blouse and a matching mini-skirt. White stockings and a garter belt. My look was completed with five-inch black heels. My pussy was completely bare though as I had neglected to wear panties today. My skirt was just short enough that it gave just the slightest of glimpses of my naked ass.
It was late in the day almost the end of work. I had been finalizing some sales reports for Andy and touching myself under my desk. He was still in his office and right where I wanted him. I gathered them up in a folder and made my way into his office. Andy was sat behind his desk in a big leather chair browsing something on his laptop. He looked up at me for a moment as I entered the room. I walked round to the side of his desk and held the report out to him.
