Lena was expecting me Wednesday night and when I walked into her office and when I walked into her office just before noon, she was visibly pleased to see me. She jumped up and ran to give me a hug. Her girlish actions were a little out of place for the setting. Lena was the comptroller for a large oil company and the offices conveyed the days when oil companies made huge profits. There were nine other women under her supervision and it was obvious that the dress code was slightly above casual. Lena wore an ankle length dress, very business-like, and it only took a moment to regain her business composure. “Dad, come with me, I’d like to introduce you to the girls,” she said as she grabbed my hand and led me into the office. I made the rounds, hearing some unusual greetings from the ladies.
“Glad to meet you, I’ve heard so many nice things about you.”
“So this is the guy we hear so much about.”
“From the way Lena talks, we expected to see a big “S” on your chest.”
One woman, closer to my age said, “Oh, Lena, he IS a hunk.” She smiled sweetly.
Lena had an office within the office and we headed for her area. Just as we passed the entrance, a little girl came running through. Under one arm she had a box of doughnuts, and a stack of manila folders under the other. At first glance I thought she must be one of the ladies’ daughters, then, it dawned on me. This was Lena’s little asian beauty. And, indeed, she was a beauty. Her jet black hair was up in a bun and her white shirt and black slacks gave her a school uniform look. She was absolutely tiny. I would have been totally surprised if her waist measure over 26 inches, and I don’t think she could have reached 5 foot on her tip toes. Lena was a small girl, but not in comparison to this gal.
“Oh, Kim, you’re just in time to meet my Dad,” Lena said. Kim stopped in her tracks, and in the process of greeting me, she dumped all the manila folders to the floor. I knelt down to assist her with the clean up, as she apologized profusely. “Oh, Sir, I am so sorry. Please excuse me.” Her speech was refined with no hint of accent. “I have been looking forward to meeting you.” She blushed slightly when her eyes met Lena’s. Lena and I retreated to her office.
“What do you think of Kim,” Lena said proudly.
“She’s gorgeous, but she doesn’t look old enough to drive, let alone…uh, uh, be of legal age… uh, you know what I mean,” I stammered.
“It’s OK, Dad, I checked it out. She’s cool. By the way, she’s joining us for dinner tonight, but nobody in the office knows and it’s best kept that way.”
“Ok, but this makes me real nervous. Got time for lunch?”, I asked.
Lena’s brow wrinkled as she thought. “Shit’” she said. “I wasn’t expecting you this early. Let me see what I can do to get out early today. Go on to my house and I’ll meet you there as soon as I can.” I gave her a fatherly kiss on the cheek and told her to not keep me waiting too long. “I might have to go see that old gal who called me a hunk,” I joked.
“Fuck you, Pop,” Lena whispered as she pushed me out of her office.
I got to Lena’s house and made myself comfortable. I managed to scrounge something to eat and lay down on the couch to watch some TV. I didn’t expect her to come home as soon as she did. It was a pleasant surprise when she arrived only a few minutes later, but I could tell she was in a big hurry. “We don’t have much time, Big Boy,” she said. “I have commitments in the office at three o’clock, and I won’t get out till after five. Now, I have been a very good girl the past two days, no jacking off, no fucking around, no nothing. Just thinking about fucking your ears off. I’ll take care of you tonight, but right now is for me. I’m going to hang my dress up, strip down and plop my ass on that couch. Then you are going to eat my pussy until I cum on your face, then, you are going to fuck me, wham bam, thank you mam. Got it?”
I wasn’t sure if I liked Lena’s business attitude, but I was still glad to accommodate. “Yes Mam,” I saluted. She went to the bedroom and returned totally nude. She sat on the couch, slid her hips forward to the edge, and spread her legs. Her pussy already showed her signs of excitement and I didn’t hesitate to drop to my knees between her legs. I dove in with fervor, bypassing the usual licks and kisses and went straight for her clit, her puffy lips pressing my cheeks. Even in her hurried state, Lena wasn’t expecting such immediate action. I sucked her clit hard into my mouth and pumped it like I was nursing a bottle. She let out a loud groan and thrust her hips to my face. I slipped one finger into her pussy beneath my chin and fingered her wetness. She was ready for immediate release, but I wasn’t willing to let her have that much control. I pulled my finger out and lapped at her slit, tasting her sweat and acrid juices. Then in a brief mental lapse, I returned to her clit. That was all it took to set her off. She locked both hands in my hair and pulled my head hard to her pumping cunt. I sucked her clit hard to equal the treatment she was giving my face, but it didn’t stop the pounding. I held my breath and tried to keep from injuring her pussy as my mouth and teeth banged against her twat. When she finally released my head, I lifted, gasping for air. But without comment or delay I dropped my pants to my ankles and pressed my cock to her drenched pussy hole. No playing around, I rammed my cock to the hilt and ground my pelvis against hers. I hit her with full, hard strokes, withdrawing my cock completely and stuffing it back inside. With every thrust I could feel Lena throw her hips forward to meet me and we both came hard and fast. When the last spasms quit, I sat back on my legs, my cock popping from her cunt. I watched as my cum trickled slowly out of her hole, diluted with her own cum. She got to her feet, a little shaky and just stood there in silence. Before she went back to the bedroom to dress she said, “I hope I wasn’t too stinky. You didn’t give me any opportunity to clean up.” “Even a stinky winky is better than no winky at all,” I joked. She burst into that familiar laughter and only shook her head as she walked away. She dressed quickly and headed out the door. She turned back long enough to say, “Thanks, Dad. You will never know how bad I needed that. I’ll see you around six and I will have our guest with me.” She smiled coyly and left.
That afternoon I took the liberty of fixing a few things I noticed were in need, and called a local restaurant to arrange for dinner to be delivered around seven. It only seemed appropriate to order Chinese.
Shortly after five, Lena called. “I’m just wrapping up here and should be home by 6:30 at the latest. I want you to do me a favor, OK?”
“Sure, Babe, anything you want,” I replied.