Nora’s Tale: 4 – My Boss Gets Bold

As my wobbly legs carried me at a brisk run down the street, I felt guilty about leaving Levi and his hard-on to himself, even if he had insisted on me getting to work on time. I had just experienced, back-to-back, the two most physically and emotionally powerful orgasms of my life with his help. How could I not stay and at least try to return the favor? But I doubted I could make him feel anything so powerful. He had helped me discover and understand a part of myself I had never known. I was too inexperienced – in no place to do the same for him. Besides, he was one of the most self-aware people I knew; he didn’t need that kind of help. Levi was occupying the majority of my thoughts as I pushed into the head-lifeguard office, and I was almost surprised to see Noah, my boss, sitting behind his desk. I winced at the sound of the door closing behind me, shutting us up alone together. I had nearly forgotten what I was wearing. Levi had requested that I wore knee-highs to his house earlier, and in my excitement to dress up, I had pulled together a full sailor-inspired outfit to match them. My kneesocks were striped blue and white with little red anchors at the cuffs, my feet clad in cute red flats topped with little bows. I was wearing a short, blue skirt and a white tank top. Underneath were a pair of red panties embroidered with a white anchor on the front, and a blue bra that clearly showed through my shear top. It wasn’t the most daring outfit, I had to admit, but I couldn’t help but feel it was a little too inviting for my boss. It was hard to believe that thirty-five-year-old Noah had felt me up only this morning, leaving me breathless and wet, but I could feel the resulting tension in the room. I had enjoyed it, and was looking forward to pushing the envelope a little, but I was afraid my outfit would push us too far. After all, a seventeen-year-old girl shouldn’t cross certain lines with her employer. “Nora! Just in time,” the boss in question cried upon seeing me. His light blue eyes sparkled up at me, contrasting starkly with his tanned face. He stood and strode over to me, smiling brightly. “You look absolutely precious, my dear,” Noah said. “Did you get all dolled-up just for me?” I held back a snort. This man was rather cocky, I thought. It must have been the result of that handsome face on his athletic body. I bet women his own age threw themselves at him. But even so, Noah clearly couldn’t Bostancı Escort resist a girl like me. “Not exactly,” I confessed. Oh hell, if I had the equipment, why not test it? I twirled around for him, causing my skirt to flutter around my upper thighs. “But you like it?” “Yes, my dear,” he said. “You look so sweet I could eat you up.” I tittered and walked past him, taking my place behind the desk I would be occupying for the next three hours, relieving Noah of the end of his shift. “And your hair,” Noah said, perching on the edge of the desk and looking down at me. “I’ve never seen it so messy.” I blushed, and ran a hand through my long, black locks. My hair was tousled from fooling around with Levi in his attic. Apparently you didn’t need to have sex to have sex hair. “I guess I forgot to brush it,” I lied. I was meticulous with most things, especially my hair. “Bedhead suits you,” my boss said, leaning closer and tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “Oh, thanks,” I giggled, looking down and flushing even more deeply. “Let me brush it out for you, though,” Noah said, hopping to his feet to stand behind me. “You need to look professional if anyone comes in to see you.” “Sure, of course,” I said. Noah’s fingers sunk through my hair to my scalp. Gently, he began to pull them through. After the first few knots were uncomfortably brushed out, I began to enjoy it. My scalp was tingling, and I sighed quietly, closing my eyes. “So what have you been up to for the past couple hours looking so cute, Nora?” Noah asked softly. “I was hanging out with Lauren,” I said. More lies! And this time I was dragging my best friend into it. “I’m sure you two have a lot of fun together,” he said, his voice full of innuendo. I craned my neck back to look right up into Noah’s eyes. I smiled secretively and said, “Yes, we do have a lot of fun.” He smiled down at me, apparently pleased to hear this. His fingers moved from my tamed tresses down my neck. He settled his hands on both my shoulders, and nodded at the pile of paperwork on his desk. “Those were the documents I was talking about,” he said. “I’m afraid it’s very dull work.” “I’ll get through it,” I assured him, putting a hand over his and smiling up at him. Noah squeezed my shoulders; first in gratitude, then a couple more times – hell if I knew why. “God, Nora, you are so tense!” he said. Oh, that was why. His fingers Bostancı Escort Bayan kneaded into my stiff muscles, and I groaned with pleasure. “What have you been doing?” Not more than ten minutes ago, my body had felt like jelly in my post-orgasmic bliss. Now, though, almost every muscle in my body felt tight. I shrugged. “Maybe it’s stress,” I said, “coupled with my exercise routine.” “Let me take care of it for you,” Noah said. “Lie down on my desk and I’ll give you a proper massage.” My belly squirmed at the thought. “That’s very sweet,” I said. I moved the pile of paperwork to the chair, then climbed up on the desk on all fours. My skirt was rising up and I was sure Noah could see my panty-clad ass, but I did nothing to fix it. Slowly, I began to lower myself onto my belly. My cell phone was digging into my hip, so I removed it from my pocket and placed it next to my head. I then laid my cheek down on my folded arms and closed my eyes. The lock on the door clicked, and a moment later, Noah had come back to the desk. I could hear him opening a drawer, then rubbing his palms together. “Tell me whenever you’d like me to stop,” Noah said. “You know, if I’m tickling you or something.” “Okay,” I said. I wasn’t very ticklish, but I knew that wasn’t what he was really talking about. We both had lines; Noah was only making sure he didn’t cross mine. He began massaging my shoulders with warm, creamy hands, using the leverage he now had above me to dig deeper into my muscles. My tank top left just enough of my shoulders exposed for him to get his hands under it. I groaned luxuriously every time he pressed into a knot. Levi would like to hear about this, I thought. He had been so turned on the first time I told him about Noah’s fondling hands. I wondered how much further my boss was willing to go. I also wondered if Levi had finished taking care of the erection I had left him with. Suddenly, I had an idea. My own moans were exciting me – what were they doing to Noah? And what could they do to Levi? Being very discreet, I moved one of my hands towards my cell to call Levi. I quickly turned the volume down so his greeting wouldn’t tip Noah off, then put it on speaker phone. I just hoped Levi wasn’t still too busy with his cock to answer the phone. I could tell by the display when Levi had finally answered. I gave a particularly loud moan then to get his attention. Escort Bostancı Not to mention, I was very turned on by the situation. “Oh, Noah,” I sighed. “Could you rub me lower?” Noah’s hands had worked as far down as they could from the top of my shirt. He removed his hands and pushed my tank up, exposing my back to get to the spot I had requested just below my shoulder blades. As he pressed down, I let out another grateful moan. “That’s it,” I said. “A little lower…” He slipped his hands under the band of my bra. “Oh, you can just undo that if it’s getting in the way,” I said nonchalantly, then added, “The bra, I mean,” for Levi’s benefit. Noah didn’t need telling twice. He unhooked my bra and laid the bands aside. I was anticipating his large, warm hands settling back on me when I realized he had circled in front of me. I looked up, my eyes coming in direct contact with the large bulge in his pants. Smiling, I strained my eyes upwards to look at his face. “I might as well get your shirt off too,” he said. “Okay.” Levi then grasped the hem of my top, and as I wiggled, he eased it from under me, dragging my bra along with it. I pressed my bare breasts tightly against the desk, my nipples hardening against the cold surface. When Noah’s hands came back down on my back, I sighed. “That’s better, isn’t it?” Noah asked. “Much better,” I mumbled. My boss’s hands traveled further down my back, his heels digging into me, sending a delicious shiver running up my spine. My panties began to flood as he made contact with the small of my back, pushing hard, then skittering lightly over my flesh. “Ohhh, yeah,” I moaned. “That’s so good.” His thumbs pressed firmly into my posterior hips, pushing slightly beneath the band of my skirt. His fingers then moved to my sides, and he began to compress my ribs. “You’re very good at this,” I said sweetly. “I feel so delicate in your strong hands. I think you could crush me if you wanted to.” Noah laughed. “Thank you, my dear,” he said. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” His hands were now just below my breasts, and he moved them up to cup the bottom of them, kneading them like they were just another neutral part of my body. I let out a very long moan, this one more sexually-fused than the others had been. I hoped Levi was enjoying himself too. I hoped he liked the sounds I was making. Mostly, I hope he had his rock-hard cock in his hand, and was stroking himself with furious abandon. The thought made me whimper with wild delight. “You like that, Nora?” Noah asked smugly. His fingers came up to the sides of my breasts where they continued their luscious manipulations. “Oh, yeah,” I sighed. “How are your legs?” he asked. “Very sore,” I pouted, looking sideways at him.