Becky 'n me..........

Firstly, let me put you in the picture with a description of my current girlfriend, little Becky, our office 'junior'. She was just 19 when I met her, with short cut black hair and a lovely young body. She is quite slim with longish legs, virtually no tits and a bum like a little boy's. All in all she is quite a 'desirable' young girl. She has not been with us very long, having joined the company straight from school. She lives at home with her parents.

I promised some of you that I would let you know how we had first 'got it together' so here goes.

I suppose it had all started the evening I had offered her a lift home following some 'after work' drinks with some office colleagues. She wasn't going to go, but I persuaded her to and we seemed to hit it off as we stood with the others from the office chatting about the week and what we were going to be doing over the weekend. The evening wound down to it's inevitable conclusion and the others made their respective ways home as Becky and I headed out to my car. When we were alone, and driving she became very quiet and I asked her what was wrong, as she'd been ok in the pub. She began to get a little tearful, and as we pulled up outside her house she told me she had just split up from her boyfriend. I leaned across and gave her a little hug or two to comfort her and went to kiss her on the cheek, all sort of 'motherly' like, but as I moved in close and kissed her she turned her face toward me and my lips met her lips instead of her cheek. We both got a little flustered over what had been a genuine mistake, and somewhat awkwardly she said goodnight as I moved slightly closer to her and put my hand on her slim knee, saying that any time she wanted to 'chat' I was 'available'......

I somehow sort of got the feeling that further interest might be expressed... and thought on to the following week when I had already arranged to take her with me to visit a client, as a bit of experience for her. And I also seemed to remember how she had sort of sighed as I kissed her and didn't flinch when I put my hand on her knee. There were little signs there I thought, they were nothing much but I'm not usually wrong about these things....


The day of the meeting came and Becky met me in the office earlier than normal, as we had arranged. This was a day I will remember for a long time......


We have no 'dress code' normally in the office, as long as staff are reasonably presented the company has no objections to them wearing what they wish to work. But when we visit clients or customers it's a different matter and I had told Becky to make sure she was smartly dressed in a business suit for the visit, adding this I would do the same.

When I saw her come into the office this morning my heart seemed to miss several beats as my mind began to race at the vision she presented. She was wearing a trimly cut navy blue pinstripe jacket over a crisp, white open necked blouse. Her suit skirt was hugging her little bum tightly and was cut almost four inches above the knee, so that she was showing a reasonable amount of her slender, shapely legs which were encased in sheer nylon tights or stockings. At the time I wasn't sure which but as I could see no obvious signs of a suspender belt I assumed she was wearing tights.

We spent some time getting together the papers we needed for the meeting with the customer and set off. It was just over an hour's drive to the customer’s offices and on the way I chatted with Becky about various things. Occasionally I would drop in the odd 'innuendo' about something that could have a sexual connotation, to which she responded quite jokingly and to my surprise began to do a similar thing herself.

We met with the guy we had gone to see, who couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Becky for some reason, but we all remained focussed on the meeting and then when we were finished he took us out to lunch. I stayed off the wine as I was driving, but little Becky had a couple and began to get very chatty as the alcohol seemed to sort of loosen her up a bit.

When lunch was over we began our journey back to our offices. On the way I resumed our conversations and started steering it round, somewhat more pointedly towards boyfriends and sex etc. Becky had already told me she'd split from her boyfriend recently and wanted to talk. So it was quite easy really and we quickly got onto the subject of sex and developed the conversation we'd had on the previous occasion when I'd given her a lift home from the pub. She confessed that she was a bit frightened about what 'having sex' might involve and I asked her straight out if she was still a virgin. She said she was and looked a little bit embarrassed, but I reassured her then asked her if she'd liked it when I'd kissed her the other evening. She went red and nodded her head so I asked her if she'd like me to do it again and she went even redder and quietly whispered that she would.

We were on a road that I knew had one of those country parks on it, with a picnic area and parking places and I knew (hoped) at this time of year it wouldn't be busy, so I suggested we stop somewhere quiet and have a more 'in depth' conversation.

I headed to it and found the place was deserted, so I stopped somewhere quiet and slightly hidden and slowly leant over towards her. She was like a rabbit caught in the car headlights, almost not knowing what was going to happen next as she stared at me with big, round doe-eyes as I moved slowly towards her and kissed her full on the lips. She just sat there as I kissed her pretty lips, then slowly parted them to allow my tongue to find hers. Soon we were kissing passionately and I decided to take things further and slipped my hand inside her jacket onto her blouse and started to feel her lovely little tits through it. She made no move to stop me, so I began to undo the buttons and slipped my hand inside onto her warm skin. She gave a soft moan as I stroked the soft skin at the top of her little tits, then eased her bra up to expose them fully.

Her tiny nipples were like little bullets she was so turned on, so I played with them for a little while, then slipped my hand down onto her knee and slowly began to inch it up under her skirt. As I got up onto her thigh I discovered that she was wearing hold-up stocking not tights and I let my hand stroke slowly up them and onto the warm, bare flesh of her thigh. Moving further upwards I reached the warm (and already moist!) crotch of her panties. she gave a little start and tried to stop me getting inside, but it was only a half hearted attempt and soon my finger was caressing the wet slit of her tight little cunt. I slipped it inside and found the slippery wet nub of her clit and began to roll it between my fingers. It was as if I'd turned on a switch and she began to sob and moan and was soon panting for breath as I continued to play with it.

By now there was no going back and somehow I managed to get her skirt up and her panties down and gently dropped the back of the seat so she was almost lying down. I pulled back slightly to get a good look at my little plaything. It was a sight I'll remember for a long time! She was lying back on the almost flattened car seat with her blouse completely open and her tiny tits on display with her little lacy bra pushed above them. Her skirt was crumpled around her slim waist and she was lying there with legs spread wide and her panties around her ankles. Her arms were above her head, holding onto the headrest for dear life as my finger slowly rotated in the slick matted hair of her tight little cunt, It was time to give the little darling what she, by now so badly needed.

I leant towards her again and slipped one hand underneath her onto her tight little bottom. Then I moved my face in towards her crotch and inhaled the scent of her aroused young cunt for a moment or two and began to use my mouth and tongue on her hairy little slit...

Easing the slick, moist folds of flesh apart with my fingers I began to lick her, then I found the hard bud of her clit and began to work on it. After only a few firm strokes of my tongue she suddenly seemed to almost flip completely and I felt her hands come onto the back of my head and hold me tightly against her crotch as she started sobbing and screaming, begging me not to stop. Then she gave a sudden, almost desperate gasp and swore quietly under her breath as she went over the edge. I felt her bottom tightened in my hand, then her thighs went taut as she thrust her cunt up toward my mouth and came with a long wailing cry......

When she had calmed down a bit I helped her get herself straightened up again and we set off... by now it was too late to go back to the office so I dropped her at her home.

I couldn't help feeling that the following day in the office might a little 'tricky' but we had a conversation about the situation afterwards before I dropped her off and I think we'll be keeping things to ourselves... for the good of us both.

Good job the car park was deserted!