I had to make a trip back East and wanted to stop in and see some old friends while I was there, but mostly to see my old boss. She was gorgeous. The thing I liked most about Jane was even though she came from a wealthy family, she didn't have that rich person stuck-up personality. She was really down to earth, and on a lower level, she and I shared some of the same disgusting and degenerate passions like watching porn after work. I was fascinated by her. Jane was a great boss, intelligent, great personality, beautiful, and had a pair of tits that would stop traffic. I was fortunate enough to get to play with them on a few evenings. We are stills friends and I left the job on good terms. We talk on the phone from time to time.
In case you're wondering how I could be so foolish to leave this job, I was recruited by the competition for almost twice the pay. That and I had a few personality problems with a secretary at one of the locations. We had a difference of religion. She thought she was God and I knew she wasn't.
I called Jane a few days before I knew I was going to be there. I asked her if she would wear the Frederick's bra I bought her and bring a few other little things to the office as well. I knew she wouldn't, but I wanted to ask anyway.
I got there at 4:30, walked up to her outside office door. Jane always kept it locked, customers were supposed to go through the main door. I saw her sitting at her desk and knocked, held up a bottle of Crown Royal. She got up with a smile on her face and let me in. I held my arms out for a hug, then she gave me one reluctanty. When she pressed her breasts to my chest I wiggled to try and make her nipples hard, it worked. I said, "Why don't you pour us some drinks and I will say 'hi' to the boys in the back."
As I left her office, the first person was the new guy. He was trying to fill my shoes but lacked about 20 years experience. I walked to the shop and saw the remains of the crew I used to work with. I answered all of their questions; you know the usual type after someone has been gone for a few years.
I found my way back to Jane's office. There was a drink on the edge of her desk. It looked like it had sat there awhile. Hers looked nearly empty. I grabbed it to freshen it up and she said, "Are you going to get me drunk and take advantage of me?" My reply was, "I need to at least try." Although I got to play with her breasts a few times I never made a home run with Jane. She has stayed with her husband even though he is a dick. But that's too much about him.
I came back and placed her drink next to her keyboard. She already had her hair up in a banana clip. I give great neck rubs and I could tell she wanted one. I started on the outside of her shoulders and worked both hands to the middle. When I got to her neck I used my thumbs to work up the middle to the base of her skull. I new she liked that. I rubbed her shoulders where the bra straps cut into her flesh. She would never admit to having a set of Double Ds but she did. She wore a singe D bra and overflowed the tops of the cups. Believe me I never complained. I worked my hands back up and ran them to the front of her face. I slid them under her jaw and caressed the sides of her face and ears with my thumbs. I thought I heard a moan, I looked at the front of her shirt and those huge nipples were trying to break free. I lowered my hands to work on her throat and blew hot air into her ear. I thought her head was going to come off. It tilted straight back so her face was looking at the ceiling. I bent down to give her a quick kiss on the lips; then another because she didn't move. Then a third, this time I pushed my tongue into her mouth. I thought I heard another moan, her tongue fought back against mine. I moved my stance from behind her to her side and moved my right hand down her neck, into her shirt, and through the cleavage. I found her nipple with my thumb and forefinger then pinched it. I felt her moan through my mouth. Through the corner of my eye I saw her raise a knee and squeeze herself. The pinch on her nipple must have sent an electric shock straight to her clit.
I pinched her nipple again with the same results, this time I held it longer. I cupped her breast and squeezed as much of it as my hand would hold, then slipped it over the cup of her bra. Her face was starting to get flush as I brought my hand back to her cheek, dragging my fingers on the smooth skin of her chest. Our lips never parted during all of this though her tongue relaxed.
