Jans Surprise: Chapter 1

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This was going to be a good day.

I came into the room and looked over towards my bookkeeper sitting at her desk. Once again, she was wearing a tailored blouse and the top few buttons were undone, offering a view of her brassiere and the swell of her breasts. We spoke briefly as I went to my office to drop off my things. While I was there I unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out over the waistband of my boxers so that it made a bulge in my pants when I zipped up again. I'd been doing this whenever she was in the office. It was one of my cheap thrills. I walked back out to her desk.

I stood at her shoulder while we went through the week's receipts. She would hunch over now and then, leaning on the desk. When she did, her blouse would gape open revealing a good view of her brassiere and the top of her tit. At one point, the padded bra cup buckled forward, opening to the point that I thought I might see her nipple. It was the best view down one of her blouses that I'd ever seen and I felt my cock begin to swell.

We continued to chat and as we did she would constantly sit back, fix her bra strap and pull the front of her blouse down, smoothing it out. She seemed almost agitated as she sat there, leaning forward, sitting back, looking up at me, looking down. Whenever she sat forward, her blouse would open again and I would stare down at her breasts, hoping to catch a glimpse of the hidden nipple that was so close to being revealed. A couple of times I thought she caught me but I quickly looked away, hoping she hadn't noticed.

After several minutes of this I gave up trying to be discrete. If she wasn't going to care about her blouse being undone almost to her brassiere, then I wasn't going to worry about her seeing me trying to catch a peek. I became bolder and took long stares down her top, watching the fabric of her bra move, tightening against her breast or loosening away as she moved. At one point she was looking at her monitor and leaned back into her chair. Her bra pulled away from her tit. I quickly stepped back to get a better angle of view. My eyes followed the curve of her flesh down under the padding of her bra cup. She moved slightly. Almost! The bottom curve of her breast was plainly visible and I could see the edge of a dark and slightly puffy nipple. My cock stiffened again.

She looked up at me a few times as she spoke but I didn't care anymore. I kept my eyes fixed on her tits. She dropped her head down again and shifted her shoulders slightly. Her blouse opened even more. She reached across her body with her right hand to pick up a sheet of paper. As she did, her brassiere buckled and loosened even more than it had a few moments ago. There it was! Her entire nipple was in view, the soft brown circle leading to a thick, dark nub. Her breasts were small but firm and well-rounded.

She turned and spoke to me again, leaning back with her face to me. I kept looking down at her open blouse. I couldn't take it any longer.

"Jan, do you know your blouse is undone so far that I can see your bra?"

She quickly brought her hand up and pulled the fabric together. "Sorry," she replied, "It was just feeling so hot in here and I needed to cool off."

"Hey! It's okay Jan. If you want to leave it undone, that's fine with me. I'm really enjoying the view. I just thought you might feel embarrassed if you knew how much you're showing. She blushed a deep crimson. "You could see that much?" she asked. "Jan, I just saw your nipple and to be honest, I'd really like to see more." I reached out my hand and slipped it down the front of her blouse. "As you can tell by the bulge in my pants, it's quite a turn-on for me."

She jumped as she felt my hand move down inside her shirt. She grabbed my wrist. "Hey! Hey! Don't!"

"Oh, Jan I'm sorry. I've wanted to do this for ages and I just can't stop myself anymore. Please don't fight it. You're an incredibly attractive woman. Leaving your blouse undone like that and letting me see your tits, what can I do? I have to feel them." I pushed my hand further down inside her blouse until I could grip her breast in my palm. I stepped around behind and pulled her against me. She squirmed in her chair and tried to pull my arm away. Another button popped free as she struggled. I pinned her to the chair and gripped her breast tightly, my fingers digging into her flesh. With a whimper, she released her hold on my wrist, realizing how much stronger I was. She sat limply in front of me, saying nothing and offering no resistance. My cock was throbbing now as I groped her breasts with both hands, slipping her blouse and brassiere straps off her shoulders. I leaned forward and looked down to get a view of her tits. I lifted them up out of the bra cups to reveal her nipples, her firm, well defined breasts sitting fully exposed in my hands. Her nipples were fully erect - long and thick. I turned them between my fingers, stretching and lifting them. She leaned back against me and raised her chest, pulling her shoulders back to give me a better look.

I began to undo her blouse.

"Umm, no...I don't think so. That's quite enough." She stopped my hands.

"No way, Jan. We've gone this far. We're not stopping now. Stand up please."

"We shouldn't be doing this. We're both married. It's not right."

"You chose to dress like this, to undo your blouse until you knew I could see your tits. What did you think would happen? Do you think it wouldn't matter to me, that I wouldn't notice? Take your blouse off."

She brought her hands up and slowly undid the rest of the buttons, then slipped the fabric off and dropped it on the desk behind her. She turned to me, her hands in her lap. "There. Satisfied?"

"No, I'm not, not yet at least. Stand up." She rose up and stood facing me. I reached out and undid the clasp of her brassiere and let it fall open. She caught it as it dropped down. She stood there, her arms crossed at her waist, feeling exposed and wanting to cover herself. Her breasts were now in full view. They were lovely – well rounded, upright with nicely defined areolas and firm nipples. She looked away as I leaned toward her and took her soft mounds in my hands, cupping them in my palms, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs. I took each breast between thumb and forefinger, lifted and squeezed. Her nipples became longer and harder as I jiggled the flesh back and forth. I leaned forward, bringing my face down close to them. I touched one with my tongue. She did nothing. I moved forward and took her left breast into my mouth and sucked on it. I sucked hard, stretching it out from her chest. I held it there for a moment while I ran my tongue around her nipple as it pressed against the inside of my mouth. I opened my lips and let her breast slip from my mouth with a "pop". I turned my face to the other one and did the same. It wasn't long before I was sucking, licking, lifting, stretching – completely engrossed by her two beautiful tits. She stood there all the while, letting me have my way with them.

I stood back and unzipped my fly, letting my stiff cock pop out into the open.

"Oh no. No, no, no. We're not going that far" she said. She drew her brassiere across her bare breasts and started to redo the clasp.

"Yes we are Jan. That's exactly where this is leading us. Don't do your bra back up. Take it off."

She looked squarely at me, held my gaze. I think she was trying to decide if I was serious or not, whether there was some way she could get herself out of this. I guess the look on my face convinced her otherwise and she stopped what she was doing and let the brassiere slip down off her arms. She dropped it onto the desk behind her.

"Now the jeans. Undo your jeans please."

She undid the button at the waist and then unzipped her jeans. As the fabric peeled back I immediately saw that she was wearing pantyhose underneath. Fabulous! I loved the idea of women wearing hosiery under their pants. I was fully aroused now. She continued to pull her jeans down off her hips, enough to reveal her panties. They were made of a white, sheer fabric with a heavier lace triangular panel covering her crotch. The seam of her pantyhose snaked down the front, then into the gap between her legs.

"Take them right off."

She bent down and slipped off her shoes, then pulled her jeans down off her legs and kicked them off.

"Put your shoes back on."

She slipped her feet back into her shoes, then turned and stood facing me. "Now what?"

I stood there staring at her, letting my eyes roam over her body, her bare breasts, her broad motherly hips, firm thighs and slender legs. Her high heels lengthened her legs into long graceful curves and the silk covering her skin shimmered in the light. I gripped my hardened cock in one hand and pumped it several times.

"Oh, god" she whispered and turned her head away.

"Hey, look at me" I ordered her. "I want you to watch this." I continued to stroke myself, bring my erection up full and hard until my cock stood out straight and long, pointing at her belly.

I stepped forward and slipped my fingers down into her crotch and pressed the fabric up into her. Instinctively she brought her thighs together and took hold of my wrist again.

"Stop this right now!" she ordered. "Just how far do you think I'll let you go with this?"

"Let's put it this way Jan. I'm going to come long and hard and my cock is going to be inside you when I do. The only decision you have to make is whether you let me or I make you let me."

She stared directly into my face again. Slowly she released her grip and again dropped her hands to her sides.

"Get it over with."

"Turn around and lean down on the desk."

She swiveled around and brought her elbows down onto the desk. I took hold of her pantyhose and pulled them up tightly into her crotch. She spread her knees as I pushed my hand in between her thighs. I rubbed her cunt through the layers of fabric until her panties were damp. I dug a finger up into her, then caught the fabric and tore a hole, pushing her panties aside to expose her swollen labia. I dropped my pants down and stepped up behind her, aiming my cock between her legs. She let out a grunt as I lifted her hips and guided my shaft up into her until I was buried deep inside. I thrust into her a few times and watched as she took me, her body moving with mine. I leaned over to watch her breasts as they hung down from her chest. I thrust into her again and watched her tits swing forward then back, forward then back in time with each push. She was well-lubricated by now and I moved easily inside her. I took bunches of her pantyhose in my fists and pulled myself into her hard and deep. Each time I struck home she'd let out a soft grunt and rise up onto her toes. I fucked her for several minutes, pounding into her more and more.

I let my cock slip out of her and pushed it up under the fabric until it was between her cheeks, pressing against her butt-hole.

"No, please no, not there." she said. "I've never done that. Please don't do me there."

"Hey, it's not Ladies' Choice here you know. I'll go where I want. Spread your knees and bend over more."

She did as instructed. I gripped her ass, spread her cheeks and pushed the head of my cock up against her hole. Her pantyhose tore further as I angled into her. I thrust a few quick jabs at her until she started to relax and open enough to let my cock slide further in. She winced and squirmed as she felt her hole stretch open, as she felt my cock begin to slide up into her ass. This was fantastic! So tight and smooth. The feeling was electric. I pushed all the way in and began to pump her ass, pulling her hips back against me as I shoved my cock into her again and again.

"Oh god! Slowly, slowly" she whimpered. "It's hurting."

I slowed down and pulled my cock out, almost completely, then gently pushed it back in until my hips were tight against her ass. A few more times and I could feel myself beginning to come. I pulled out of her ass and went back to her cunt. She seemed almost relieved as she felt me slide back up into her again. She lifted her hips and rose up onto her toes to give me as much access to her cunt as possible. Her tunnel was hot and wet, her juices washed down my shaft as I thrust myself into her repeatedly. I leaned forward and took hold of her breasts. I gripped them tightly and pulled on them, using them as hand-holds to force my cock deeply into her. I pounded my hips against her ass. She braced herself against the desk as she felt my cock thrust up into her body. I heard her moan. She made small movements of her hips, little twists and arcs. She was getting into it, moving with me, allowing me to drive into her, beginning to enjoy the feel of my cock inside her.

I kept pounding into her. It wasn't long before she was responding fully, driving her hips back against me with each thrust, moaning loudly and gasping. The desk was creaking as we moved faster and harder, building to an orgasm. It didn't take long. I felt my cum roll down and burst into her, hot streams pulsing out with each thrust. I pulled her hips tightly to me and spilled all of my cum into her. She sensed my orgasm and ground her hips around my throbbing cock, draining me of the last few spurts. I stopped moving but held my cock up deeply inside her. She kept moving herself up and down against me until I heard her breathe hard and shudder. She had come too.

We stood like that for a moment, she with her head down on the desk, her hips high in the air, me with my cock stuck up inside her.

"See? That was good, Jan. You enjoyed it too didn't you!" I pulled my cock out of her and dried it off with a tissue. "You can't tell me you didn't like it. You were into it as much as I was, weren't you!"

She felt me draw my shaft down out of her, but continued to stay bent over, her face against the desk. She nodded her head, said nothing. I stepped back and took a long look at her, her slender legs, broad hips, the hole in her torn pantyhose, my cum smeared on the silk between her thighs, her small tits pointing down toward the floor.

"Good! I'm glad. Now, if you want to keep working here, I want to see you dressed just the way I want. If I want you topless, with just pantyhose and high heels, then that's what you'll wear. If I want you in a miniskirt or just your blouse, then you'll do exactly as I tell you. Understand?"

She nodded again. "All the time?"

"That's right. For the rest of today, I want you dressed exactly like you are. When I walk into this office, I want to see you sitting there, showing me your bare tits. I want to see those legs of your's, covered with all that lovely silk. I want to see that lovely ass of your's, ready to be fucked if I feel like it. From now on, when you show up for work, I expect you to come in and ask me how I want you to be dressed. Got it?"

She looked up at me. "What happens if I refuse?"

"You don't even want to think about that. Let's just say your husband would be surprised to find out what you've been doing."

"You wouldn't..."

"I don't think you want to try me."

She looked at the floor but again nodded her head.

"Good! So, let's get back to work then, hmmm?"

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