I use a local bank for my business accounts, and it's run entirely by women. The manager, Lisa, has the body of a twenty-year-old at forty-nine. She plays soccer Friday nights with her local soccer league and also goes to monthly tournaments. She's been married for twenty-nine years and has two kids in college. Even with her athleticism, she is quite a girly girl in her attire. She always wears a dress that stops just about mid-thigh and loves her five-inch heels. She's so into her heels that she wears them even when there's snow on the ground. Lisa is also quite flirty and walks out of her office to say hi to me whenever she's not busy.
During the times that she can't come out to play, I make sure to check her out in her glass-enclosed office. She sits there with her legs crossed under her glass-top desk, bouncing her free leg. Just the tip of her shoe is dangling on her toes and flicking about. Her dress is always up past mid-thigh due to her actions. She never seems conscious of the effect that she has on me and all men, but I'm sure that she is. No one can put off that kind of sexuality accidentally, not even my petite oblivious bank manager.
I'd always thought that there might be something between us, especially that day we crossed paths in the parking lot. She was coming back to the office as I was leaving and she had parked next to my car. I rounded the side of the building, and we saw each other. It was like seeing an old lover that you were still on good terms with. We moved straight at each other, and I slowed to a stop, but she kept coming. When she finally stopped, we were within kissing distance, and our chests touched briefly. She never attempted to back away as we exchanged pleasantries, but since nothing happened, I figured it was just my imagination.
I always flirted with all the ladies at the bank in a fun, but never in a raunchy way. Occasionally I thought I felt some interest from each of them, but then again, I was probably just dreaming. The head teller Susan or Goldy, as I call her because of her blond locks infused with gold highlights, had been there the longest. She was my age and was a little plump compared to Lisa, but was desirable nevertheless. It was evident in our conversations over the years that she was quite passionate about many things. I'm sure that her steamy nature extended to more carnal activities. She wasn't as flirty as Lisa, but her eyes spoke volumes at times.
The next young lady was Heather. She had been a teller for a few years and then moved to the customer service side. She was built more like a guy with a skinny butt and rather small breasts. The one thing that attracted me to her was her sharp wit and that occasional flash of a bad girl that came across her face. There, for a while, we spoke often when I stopped by to make a deposit, but she was half my age and engaged. I saw her give me that look of 'you're much too old for me,' before she moved to the service desk. She quickly got married and had a child after that, but lately, she would walk by and flash me that bad girl look again.
The newest member to join the bank was Dee or Red, due to her bright red highlights in her naturally auburn hair. Red was trouble from the beginning with her sassy attitude and her pouty lips. I guessed that she was in her mid-thirties and it was clear that she loved a good party. She'd had a pretty hard life from a medical point of view, having had multiple operations throughout her intestinal tract. She was a wild one, but with a soft side that she'd show you if you took the time to really listen. I was very attracted to her, and she knew it. She was the type I'd always gone after over the years, and I'd considered asking her out on multiple occasions. I felt it wasn't right to do so at her place of business where she might feel undue pressure. So I left it alone, hoping that one day we'd run into each other outside of work.
It was a typical Friday night as I pulled into the bank parking lot at five-fifty in the afternoon. I wasn't usually that late, but an unusually talkative customer of mine held me up at the office. There was only one other car in the lot as I pulled in, so I figured I would be in and out quickly. The other customer was at Goldy's station when I walked in, so I headed over to Red. She was quite flirty tonight, and we had a good time teasing each other. Red suggested, "When are you taking me to the islands so that I can get a good tan?"
So I played along, "Do you have a passport, little lady? You know I'd only take you someplace really nice like Bermuda."
Red leaned forward a bit and muttered, "Do they have nude beaches there? I'd like an all-over tan," while grinning crazily.
I stammered, "N ...n ...no," before regaining my composure and adding, "We'd have to go elsewhere for that, but you'd still need your passport." She just stood there with her wicked little smile as she worked on my deposit, and I felt the blood rush to my growing member. It's a good thing that the counter was chest high, or my face would be as red as her hair at that moment. As it was, I tried looking away to distract myself for my imminent departure.
Looking around, I noticed that Lisa's office blinds were closed, even the one on the door. I'd only seen that a couple of times, and it meant that a big-wig was in there going over her year-end sales. I felt sorry for her because the last one lasted late into the night from what she told me previously. As I was deep in thought, Red issued a rather loud, "Ahem," which quickly spun me back to her.
"Your deposit is finished, sir," Red accentuated as if we were speaking purely professionally.
Goldy's customer exited as I replied, "Thank you, kind teller lady," as the door closed. Checking to make sure the coast was clear, I said, "So, shall we see which islands have nude sunbathing," as I pulled out my phone to begin the search.
This time it was Red who got a little flabbergasted at my forward behavior. She uttered, "You aren't really searching for that on your phone, are you?" as she attempted to grab it from my hand. I dodged her attempt to snatch my phone but then turned it toward her. It listed the top five nude beaches in the Carribean based on price for a three-day weekend.
"Nuh-uh!" she squawked as I handed her the phone to peruse.
Goldy walked our way to see what all the fuss was about as I asked her, "Does Lisa have another big-shot in there tonight?" as I glanced toward Lisa's office.
Goldy replied, "No, no big-shots today. She closed it all up about an hour ago. Sometimes she likes privacy when she's getting ready for soccer practice. Other times the light bothers her eyes, and she cuts off her light and closes the blinds for the darkness. So what are you two going on about?"
Red quickly interjected, "This perv offered to take me to a nude beach for the weekend."
"No!" I proclaimed. "She's the one that asked me when I was taking her to a beach. Then she added that she'd like an all-over tan and asked if they have nude beaches in Bermuda."
Goldy looked at Red and grilled her, "Are you soliciting our customers for free weekends at nude beaches you little ho?"
Red began laughing hysterically and eventually shook her head yes as she finally started to calm down. Just about that time, Heather got up and locked the door, and Goldy's phone started beeping. I jokingly asked, "Is your phone going to explode? Should we run for our lives?"
Goldy's reply was, "No dummy, it's Lisa calling me on the intercom. Probably to remind us to lock the door and begin our close-out for the day."
I responded, "Whoa, dummy's a little harsh ..."
Goldy picked up the phone as I started talking and only said, "Okay," before hanging up and interrupting me. "Lisa wants to see you in her office, something about one of your accounts."
"Sure," I replied as I headed toward her office door.
Once there, I knocked and heard Lisa say, "Come on in John and close the door behind you." I did as she requested and sat in the chair in front of her desk. It really was more of a glass-top table since it didn't have any drawers or even a divider between us. She was busy clicking away at her keyboard, so I knew to give her a minute before we moved forward. As I waited, I noticed that her shoes were off to the side and that her feet were bare. She had her legs crossed, and her top leg was bouncing softly and sporadically. It was like watching a hypnotist twirl his watch. I couldn't keep my eyes off her bouncing leg and slowly retreating dress. Just before she spoke, I was sure that I caught a glimpse of her pantiless crotch.
"So," Lisa started, just to draw my attention back to her face. "I was reviewing your accounts, and I think we should change some around to save you some fees. We could even get you a better interest rate on your business savings account." Lisa printed out the ideas she had and turned to retrieve the papers from the printer. After turning back, she slid her chair further forward. When she stopped, her belly pressed against the edge of her desk. I, in turn, pushed forward about the same time to review the paperwork. Our knees nearly collided. But fortunately, mine were spread wider, and her's were together, so hers went in between mine. My cock was already swollen from her prior leg mesmerism. Lisa's legs between mine and continually rubbing up and down only added to my tumescence.
I tried to keep my eyes, if not my mind, on the paperwork as she spouted her banking jargon. I honestly didn't hear a word, and she must have noticed. It suddenly occurred to me that she wasn't talking anymore, and that's when I felt it. Her bare foot was suddenly present on my jeans- covered hardon and began moving up and down. I hastily raised my head and saw pure lust in her eyes as she lazily stroked my rigid pole. Lisa's hands moved toward her dress and pulled it back, exposing her slick and open labia. She raised her other leg from between mine and spread it wide, giving me an unencumbered view of her sex.
My eyes moved back and forth between her glistening pussy and her wanton stare. After a minute or two, I asked, "Do you mind if I have a taste?"
Lisa slowly removed her foot from my crotch while keeping her eyes locked on mine. Once her foot was down, she raised herself to pull her dress out from under her. Then she slid down to the edge of her seat. I knelt and moved under her desk, purposefully. I stopped within licking distance and blew lightly into her open vulva. Lisa shivered as goosebumps spread across her tanned thighs. I blew once more as I watched her hunger filled eyes. They closed as her lips parted, and she whimpered, "Please."
I extended the tip of my tongue to her inflamed clit and flicked it lightly a few times. Lisa growled deeply before urging me quietly, "More!" I began flicking again but moved in closer as I continued. Once my lips touched her, I sucked her hard juicy nub into my mouth and worked it furiously for about ten seconds. I then stopped and slipped my tongue into her open box for a little exploration. As my tongue probed the innermost reaches of her succulent slit her hands, intertwined themselves in my hair and pulled me in deeper. I removed my tongue from her and sucked her fat clit back into my mouth. I lapped at it fully and leisurely. Lisa seemed to be thoroughly enjoying my attention as her grip on my hair tightened.
I kept at her like that as I felt her thighs and pelvis begin to shudder. I looked up at her as the moans began escaping her tightly presses lips. Her head was flung back, and her entire body was quaking. As her climax hit, she automatically closed her legs around my head and squeezed hard. I didn't hear anything after that for a minute or two, and her convulsions eased. When they finally stopped, she opened her legs and removed her hands from my hair. Lisa gently caressed my face as I lapped at her labia to capture her leaking nectar. That look of lust was still in her eyes as her hands moved up to her dress, and she pulled it completely over her head. Her breasts were on full display since she wasn't wearing a bra either.
I began slipping my tongue into her tasty pussy again as my hand wandered up to her small firm breasts. Her body was fully exposed to me now, and it was a thing of beauty and fantasy. I could never have imagined a woman of her age looking like this naked. I felt a bit ashamed that I wasn't in equal shape for my age, but it didn't stop me from enjoying her.
I started palming her breasts as my fingers began rolling and pinching her oversized nipples. At the same time, my tongue was working as deeply as it could in her tasty box. Lisa's hands again grasped my head as she muttered, "How many times are you going to make me cum?"
I pulled away just a little to respond, "How many do you want?"
She growled again as she attempted to press my face completely inside her quivering vagina. Seconds later, she brought her legs in hard as she filled my mouth with her succulent fluids once again. As she recovered the second time, she put her feet on my shoulders and pushed backward. She was probably hoping to stand and come after me, but I gently held her feet and brought them to my mouth, where I began sucking on her cute little toes. It was clear from her reaction that either she never had this done to her or it had been a very long time.
"What are you... Oh, God, that's... I can feel that in my clit... oh yeah, use the teeth some more," she stammered as her hands moved to her needy slit. Lisa fingered herself with one hand while abusing her clit with the other and came hard in short order. As I lapped at her toes, Lisa begged, "Please take off your clothes and come fuck me on my desk." She slowly pulled her feet away and pushed her papers over to one side before bending over face first. She spread her legs and presented her scarlet box as I kicked off my shoes and socks while pulling off my shirt.
I slowed down a little as I lowered my pants and underwear. Once I was unclothed, I moved my leaking pulsing cock to her open and inviting hole. As I eased into her, we both moaned softly. I started a slow pace, and after a minute or so, I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her upright. My hands moved to her taught little breasts, and I began working on her stiff nipples. Lisa turned her head back to mine and kissed me hungrily as I increased the pace of out genital collisions. She broke off the kissing to say, "I'm enjoying you too much to share. Please cum inside me quickly before the others come to join us."