Dirty Little Secret
- 24 days ago
- 32 min read
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Another boring, but lucrative, day was drawing to a close, most of the staff had gone home, no customers lingering about, just Joe, his Secretary, Becky, and her boyfriend, Luke were left behind. Soon they would be gone too, leaving Joe to lock up.
Sure enough, Luke popped his head round the door. “You ready babe?” He called.
“Don’t call me ‘babe’, in the office!” Joe replied. He loved to wind people up, having a laugh made the day pass by a lot quicker!
“Nice one, Boss!” said Luke. “I’ll get you next time!” and with that, he and Becky left with a cheery “See you tomorrow, Joe!” as they walked out.
He tidied up a pile of paperwork, well sort of, isn’t that what secretaries are for? At least it should be, but Joe always had an eye for the ladies and Becky was more office ‘decoration’ than office organiser, and she knew it! Before Luke joined the workforce, Joe used to enjoy many, after hours, ‘administrative’ sessions with her!
That sofa in the Client Waiting Area of Joe’s office took a heavy pounding on several occasions! Thank goodness the leather cover was easy to clean afterwards! If only the customers knew what had taken place just a few hours before they parked their sweaty backsides on it. That thought always brought a smile to Joe’s face, the clients imagined he was just being friendly, but he knew the real reason!
They both knew it was just ‘a bit of fun’, and when Luke arrived on the scene, it wasn’t long before Becky had found a younger ‘stud’ to satisfy her needs. Joe wasn’t old, well not by his standards, but he did sometimes need a day or two to recover! Becky could keep going for, what seemed like hours, and they both understood that this was never going to be a long-term thing.
Happy memories, though, and she still flirted with him, giving him a ‘flash’ of her panties when sat at her workstation or leaning over his desk to point out something, knowing full well that he was getting a glorious view right down her blouse. On really hot days she dispensed with her bra, sometimes even her knickers, which would leave Joe with a massive boner, unable to stand up in case anyone else noticed!
One memento that he would always treasure was the private Callendar that she agreed to pose for. Joe had always been a keen amateur photographer, and his old collection of suppliers’ examples had given him many ideas for poses and backgrounds. If only his customers knew what had taken place in, on and around their vehicles!
Of course Becky had posed in ways that no commercial business would ever have hanging on their walls! Some of the shots included Joe as a willing ‘participant’ and he promised her that nobody would ever share their secret.
As the sound of Luke’s car faded into the distance, Joe unlocked a drawer in his desk and pulled out his ‘special’ Callendar. Looking at these images brought back wonderful memories of the evenings spent with Becky as she draped herself over cars and garage equipment. He flicked through the pages and stopped at one featuring Becky and an assortment of tools. She was sitting on the bonnet of a classic Firebird, wearing a wet and torn t-shirt, her ample bosom filling it to bursting point. Her nipples were hard, pushing out the thin fabric as if trying to escape their confines. One leg was laid along the bodywork the other pointing up towards the ceiling. Both her hands were firmly locked around the shaft of a torque wrench, but only half of it was visible, the other part was pushed hard up inside her dripping pussy. Joe remembered that she had just experienced a massive orgasm, the evidence was there to see as she had squirted her juices all over the bonnet of this beautiful car. Such lovely memories!
Another page showed Becky inside a different car, a custom model with many unique features. The gear stick was a thick, chrome shaft with an 8-Ball mounted on top. Mounted on top of that was Becky! Completely naked, her massive tits covered in oil, her hair all over the place, greasy hand prints (not hers) on her body and Joe’s spunk dripping off her chin!
With a huge sigh he put the Callendar back in the drawer, turned the key and sat back in his chair. Even though he had enjoyed making that memento, he always felt that there was something ‘missing’! Something that could turn a photo into a fantasy. The ‘X’-Factor, or should that be ‘Sex’-Factor’? It was that elusive element that he just couldn’t capture. Always, in the back of his mind, was that image from 23 years ago. That day he turned over a page and April was revealed. Not just the month, but the stunning beauty that was to be on his wall for the next 30 days!
He opened another desk drawer, lifted up some files and there it was. A Callendar from a long time ago, a bit dog-eared in places, but still in fairly good condition. He opened it to the 4th month, and there she was. April, if that was indeed her name, sitting astride a Harley in the doorway to a garage, long flowing red hair cascading over her upper body, wearing a lace trimmed summer dress made of the sheerest white cotton, unbuttoned to the navel, her breasts barely covered, with a nipple just visible as the breeze blew the garment open. It was the sort of image that made him feel as if he had stumbled upon her, by accident. In a moment she would see him, quickly pull her dress together, make some embarrassed comment and turn to go!
That was the ‘story’ this picture told him, but it wasn’t the unfinished nature of the ‘event’ that drew Joe to this lady, it was her beautiful eyes. They seemed to talk to him, to look straight into his soul, to be trying to tell him something. Something he needed to know. Something that would change his life, forever!
Of course, he knew this was all in his head, just a fantasy, a complete figment of his imagination, but still she ‘called’ out to him in some enchanting way! He could stare at those eyes forever, transfixed, bewitched, in an erotic dream, which was exactly what he was doing right now!
Also, right now, he was stroking his cock, through his overalls, absentmindedly. Imagining that she was there, playing with him, making him hard, teasing him, making love to him with those eyes! He was lost in that dream, all alone in the office, just him and April, forever…
He imagined her starting to undress him, undoing the top of his overalls, letting it drop to his waist, pulling his t-shirt up over his head, gently pulling the overalls down over his hips, letting it fall to the floor, leaving him stood there with a massive bulge in his underwear. Throbbing and twitching, straining to be released from it’s confines, a little pre-cum forming a wet patch to one side.
But April wasn’t ready to let his manhood out, just yet. She laid him down on the leather sofa and said, “You’ve been dying to see these, haven’t you?” She unbuttoned the lower half of her dress, as she bent over to undo the last buttons, Joe caught a glimpse of that nipple, just like the photo, before she slipped it off her shoulders. She paused for a brief moment, then continued to let the garment slide all the way down her body, but where that brief flash was all he had, on paper, ‘this’ April let the folds of fabric fall open to reveal that she was completely naked underneath!
She let the dress fall to the floor and stood there, hands on hips. “Is this what you imagined? Do I meet your expectations?
“Oh my god, Yes! More than that, you are incredible!” Joe was almost speechless at the sight of this beautiful woman. She was nearly 6’ tall, iridescent red hair falling over her shoulders and down her back, almost to waist level. Perfect breasts, not too big, not too small. Pale skin, lightly freckled, no tan lines. Elegant long legs that lead all the way up to her gorgeous pussy, lightly covered in the same glowing red hair!
As this fantasy scenario was playing out, in his mind, Joe was not even aware that he had unzipped his fly and was slowly bringing himself to the point of orgasm! In his dream, April was the one that had grasped his pants, pulled them down, released his cock and was using her hands and tongue to stimulate him. Up and down she went, massaging his balls, licking his throbbing shaft, running her tongue around the swollen head, tasting the pre-cum and building him up to a massive climax. He couldn’t hold on much longer, the pressure was building and he wanted to fill her mouth with the biggest load he had ever delivered! If only she was there, and not just a fantasy…..
“Wow! I never thought I’d find this place!”
Bang! The office door flew open and a flustered young lady stood, silhouetted, in the doorway!
“Oh my god! … I’m so sorry! … I should have knocked!” She was staring at Joe, cock in one hand, Callendar in the other, not knowing what to do or say.
“Oh … shit!” Cried Joe, seeing this lady, lost for words, staring at his cock. He tried to pull up his pants and push his throbbing tool back inside, but the movement only served to push him over the edge. With a groan he started coming in strong, thick spurts all over the place. Some of it on his overalls, a bit on the floor, a drop or two landing near the young lady and, worst of all, right across the Callendar that had just fallen on the sofa!
“Maybe, I should, just leave?” The girl said hesitantly, not knowing what else she should say.
“I … it’s … um … no, you may as well stay, there’s nothing to be gained from leaving, let’s face it we both saw what we just saw!” Joe was red-faced, partly with embarrassment and partly from the excercion of what he had just been doing. “I’m so sorry you had to witness that display, I should have locked the door.”
The girl smiled and reassured Joe, “Oh don’t worry, sir, very little shocks or embarrasses me, these days! I saw the light on and just walked on in, very rude I know, but that’s me. I just do things on impulse, on the spur of the moment! Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m Mabeline, or as most people call me, just plain old May!”
Having recovered his composure, Joe finally started to notice the young lady standing in front of him. Very tall, wearing a pair of tight jeans, a T-shirt just as tight with a branded Bomber Jacket over the top. Her red hair was tied back in a French pleat and looked to be quite long, a few strands falling about her face, framing her exquisite bone structure. Joe turned on the main office light and it was then that he became transfixed on one particular part of her anatomy! Her eyes! They looked strangely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place where he had seen them before.
Joe grabbed some paper towels and started to clean up his mess. The office wasn’t the tidiest, what garage office is? May reached into her bag and offered him some wet-wipes. His main worry was the spunk on his favourite Callendar, and he used the wipes carefully so as to not damage the printing inks or tear the old paper. He was annoyed that he had possibly ruined this image!
He put it on the radiator and turned to this vision of beauty that had just interrupted his erotic dream. “I usually hear any vehicles approaching, as we are out in the sticks with no road noise. How did you get here, and why?”
“I’m sorry, I should explain. I’m the new delivery girl for A2Zee Auto Supplies. I left a package of parts for you just outside the office door. As to why you didn’t hear me approach, that’s because the company has invested in new, electric vehicles which don’t make much noise! I guess you were also a little ‘distracted’ and not really listening properly.”
“Ah, that explains it. These new battery-powered vans are new to me. I’m very much ‘old school’, give me a big V8 rumbling away and I’m happy all day long. Can’t stand this new technology at all. They’ve ripped the heart out of cars with these electric motors!”
“I totally agree. I’ve been brought up with the sound and smell of traditional engines, but I have to drive this thing for my job. As soon as I get back to the depot, I throw the keys on the desk, step outside and climb into my Corvette! Oh, what a beautiful sound she makes! Cruising the highways, wind in my hair, stereo blasting out my favourite driving songs! Now that’s what I really like.” Joe could see that she was as passionate about cars as he was!
“Yeah, I got lost, trying to find this place, didn’t want to call the office or go back and admit I wasn’t good at the job. It’s my first week, so making a good impression is essential. I hope I’ve made a good impression on you, Mr….?”
“Just call me Joe! I’m not one for ‘formalities’!” Joe was warming to this tall goddess as she walked across the room, almost like a model on a catwalk. “Have you always done this type of work? I’ve certainly never seen you before. I would definitely have remembered!”
“I’ve done the odd bit of modelling, some fashion shows and poses for amateur photographers, but it wasn’t regular work so the money wasn’t great. There are just so many girls trying to ‘make it’ in that line of work!” She breathed a sigh.
“I’m a bit of an amateur photographer, myself. I even put together my own private Callendar, with my Secretary Becky, but I promised her that nobody else would ever see it. We used to have some fun making it, I even made a ‘guest appearance’ in a couple of pictures, or at least part of me did!” Joe was proud of his project, but a promise is a promise. “I can’t imagine that you were out of work, with your fantastic looks and figure. Really?”
“Well, thank you, Joe! Maybe it was me, lacking in self confidence. That world can be very bitchy and cut-throat and I just don’t like shallow people.”
“Me too” replied Joe. “I call a spade a spade, maybe I’m a bit too honest at times, but a leopard can’t change his spots. I must apologise, again, for the sight that greeted you when you arrived. I got a bit carried away!”
“Oh, there’s no need to apologise on my behalf. In fact quite the opposite! The sight of you playing with that large cock turned me on. I haven’t had a relationship for many weeks, since I dumped my last boyfriend, so I too have been getting to know my fingers very well, amongst other things!” She was definitely teasing Joe and he could see a look in her beautiful eyes that gave him hope of more to come! “He was definitely a case of ‘don’t look a gift horse in the mouth!’ Had looks to die for, but was crap in bed, a real ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ merchant, only there for his own pleasure. I’ve lost count of the number of times I had to finish the ‘job’ myself while he was snoring his head off!”
“After our ‘awkward’ first encounter you described yourself as “just plain old May”, I can assure you that plain is never a word I would use! Your figure, your hair, those eyes, there’s something about those eyes! You must be fighting off the men, surely?” Joe was trying to elicit a response.
“There have been a couple of guys trying it on, but I preferred to take a break after the guy I just told you about. Men can be very self-centred and I need someone who doesn’t just use me for their own gratification! Having said that, when I came through that door, a short while ago, and saw your cock I almost ran over and grabbed it! Like I said, I’m a very spur of the moment girl, but missed the chance!”
“Not necessarily, May.” said Joe, “There may still be life in the old dog yet! I try to keep myself fit and healthy, seeing you right here in front of me is stirring the old loins again. While a bit of self-gratification can be fun, nothing beats the pleasure of a shared ‘encounter’.”
“Well don’t just talk about it, show me what you’ve got!” May was approaching Joe, peeling off her jacket, kicking off her boots and licking her lips. She unbuttoned the straps of his overalls, pulled the garment down in one swift movement, right to his knees and grabbed the ever increasing bulge in his boxers! “My, my, you do recover quickly, Joe, let’s have a look!” She pulled them down a little, just enough to release his throbbing manhood, which was still sticky with his cum from a few minutes ago. May sucked the head deep inside her mouth, ran her tongue all round it a few times, then stood back up. “There, there, all nice and clean. Now, what shall we do with it?”
Joe was already on the same page, grabbing the waistband of her T-shirt, he pulled it straight over her head to find that she was bra less! Her ample bosom did not disappoint and he grabbed both breasts and started licking her erect nipples.
“Bite me, bite me!” May cried.
Joe bit first one nipple, then the other, making them and the surrounding skin harder still. May threw her head back, “Oh god, yes! More, more” she cried.
Joe sucked at her nipples, drawing them deep into his mouth, running his tongue around them, then nibbling each one in turn.
May grabbed his fully erect cock and started pumping it for all she was worth. Joe unbuttoned her jeans, pulled down the zip and pushed them to the ground. Her thong was next and he pushed her down onto the leather sofa, before pulling the garments off her completely. Now her pussy was in sight he knelt down to savour all the folds and creases. Her juices were already flowing and Joe licked at them whilst massaging May’s breasts!
Joe started licking her outer lips, pushing her legs further apart, so he could get his tongue nearer. He pulled them apart, savouring the aroma of her wet pussy and flicked his tongue up and down, pushing further inside with each stroke, working his way up to her clit which he then sucked and nibbled at. Her juices were really flowing now!
“Fuck me now! Fill me up with your cock, now!” May screamed.
Joe was more than willing to oblige, running the head of his manhood up and down her outer lips, flicking it against her Clit, harder and harder, making her gasp and moan. Then he plunged straight into her wet pussy with all his might, their stomachs slapping together again and again.
“Don’t you come too soon!” May cried, “Fuck me hard!”
Joe grabbed her Ass cheeks and started pulling her body towards his with every thrust. Harder and harder they went, the sweat glistening on both their bodies. May’s eyes were fixed on his, their bodies moving as one, matching each thrust, her face glowing with excitement as they raced towards the final strokes,
“Oh, fuck, I’m, going to come!” She cried, the words disjointed and breathless! “Harder, Joe, harder!”
Joe was also nearing his own climax, he could feel the muscles of her pussy tighten around his cock, but held back as long as he could.
“Yes, oh god yes! Fuuuuck Yes!” May’s body convulsed in orgasmic spasm after spasm, as she writhed all over the leather sofa!
“Oh Shit, oh fuck, Yes!” Joe unleashed a huge load of spunk right to the top of her pussy. Spurt after spurt filling her up as his body shook with his own orgasm! Slowly he subsided down on to her sweat-soaked body as they both came down from the simultaneous orgasms they had enjoyed, their breathing slowing down as they rested together on the sofa.
“Wow! Now wasn’t that a whole lot better than wanking off to a piece of paper?” May whispered on his ear.
“One million percent, oh god yes!” Joe was gradually getting his breath back, “but, until you showed up, that was going to be my only ‘release’! Do you ever fantasise when looking at a picture of a stranger? Do you try to imagine a scenario, build a story, see images in your head and lose yourself to a fantasy you know will, very likely, never come true?”
“Sometimes, yes. I might see a guy, maybe even a celebrity, and let my imagination take me to places only dreams can create! Is that what you were doing when I interrupted earlier? That Callendar on the radiator, is she part of your fantasy?” May walked over and brought it back to the sofa. She sat there just staring at the image for a minute or two, seemingly lost for words. “It looks like your spunk has made quite a mess of this page, such a shame. I can see why you were so aroused by her. There is something about the pose, her face, in particular her eyes that is captivating and erotic at the same time. Were you building a story when I burst into the office?”
“Oh yes, of all the Callendars I have been given over many years, that picture is the one I return to time after time! I once tried to track down the photographer, but without any success, to see if he had any more from that session, and now it is damaged! Such a shame.” Joe was genuinely upset that his ‘fantasy’ had been ruined. May could see that, and after a moment she came up with an idea.
“Joe, you told me that you are an amateur photographer and did your own erotic images, why don’t we try to recreate this picture? Maybe this weekend? I’m pretty sure I can lay my hands on a dress very similar to that one, the background looks like any auto repair shop, which you already have, I even caught sight of a Harley at the back of the garage. We could do it on Sunday, there won’t be any staff or customers, this place is a long way from the highway, so nobody will see us. What do you say?” May had a glint in her eye and a big smile on her beautiful face.
“Hell Yes! Why not? That sounds like a great idea, May!” Joe was already planning where to set up his camera and lights, anticipating the session and hopefully another chance to make love to this incredible woman!
“Brilliant! Give me a couple of days to get my hands on a suitable dress and I will call you to confirm it’s a goer! I might also have a little surprise for you!” Now Joe was really intrigued. What could she possibly mean? Sunday couldn’t come soon enough!
With that, May looked down at Joe’s flaccid cock, still covered in a mixture of their combined cum juices. “Looks like I’m going to have to clean you up again, you dirty boy!” And with that she sucked his whole penis into her mouth, licked around and around, swallowed all that she could find and stood up. Even if he wanted to, Joe wasn’t going to be able to get that bad boy up again in a hurry! He was spent!
May lay back on the sofa, legs apart, “Don’t you think I might need cleaning up, too?” Joe could see her pussy was still wet and dripping cum and he knelt down to lick her out. “Oh yes! I like that! Do I taste good?”
Joe had to admit that this was the first time he had tasted his own cum. “You know, I do believe you do! I hope this isn’t the last time I get to taste you!”
“We will just have to see about that!” Teased May, with that glint in her eye again, and with that she pulled on her clothes and made ready to leave. “Could you do me a photocopy of that image, Joe? It’s just so that I can get the closest match to that dress. Fashions have changed a bit in 2 decades, so it might take me a day or two.”
Joe pulled on his boxers and overalls, made a couple of photocopies, gave them to May and with a cheery “See you on Sunday!” she was gone!
Joe sat back on the leather sofa. Did that just happen? Was he dreaming? Would he wake up and find yet another fantasy dream had overtaken his imagination?
Then he looked at the ruined Callendar. No, it really did happen, and Sunday was going to be very interesting and exciting…..