Are My Tits Too Small?

by TheWatcher58

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Workplace, Cream Pie, Size, Small Breasts, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Erin was his much younger co-worker on a contract of six months duration. They had been working together for one month when she dumped her boyfriend.and then asked him that fateful question "Are my tits too small?"

“Do you think my tits are too small?” she asked.

“Holy fuck” I thought to myself. I had a tall slim beautiful young lady standing just three feet in front of me asking me to comment on the size of her breasts ... tits.

It was extremely hard to concentrate on the question at hand - she was naked ... and my eyes were devouring the entirety of her body.

“Are they?” she asked again.

She was smiling ... she could see that my eyes were scanning her body.

“No ... no ... they are beautiful ... you are beautiful” I stammered.

She gave me that laugh - the laugh that I had fallen in love with in the last month that we had worked together.

“I believe you ... you are one of the few men that I trust completely”.

“Wow ... that is an enormous statement” I thought to myself.

I had just turned sixty, and she was twenty-nine - I was old enough to be her father and more ... and my thoughts at the moment were anything but fatherly.

She stepped forward and climbed into my lap, perching her naked ass and pussy directly on my growing bulge. Her breasts ... mmmm tits were inches from my face.

“Touch them ... feel them” she murmured as she took one of my hands and placed it on her small but firm breast. My fingertips rested across her hard little nipple. She leant forward and kissed me gently and briefly.

“You are a wonderful man ... and I’ve loved your company” she whispered.

“Thank you for your shoulder to cry on ... thank you for listening to me”.

I kissed her back. She wiggled about on my hardness.

“You are playing with fire ... I might be old but there is still heaps of fire in my heart ... and body for you” I told her.

“That’s good ... because I want to play with fire ... with you. You make me feel appreciated”

We kissed again ... deeper and longer this time ... and with tongues seeking each other.


The morning had started out differently to all others in the last month.

Erin was normally at work when I arrived, but that morning she was missing. I had just settled at my desk in the office that we shared when my mobile phone rang.

“I’m sorry ... I’ve had a crap morning” she explained. I could hear it in her voice.

“Can I help?” I asked genuinely concerned for my much younger co-worker.

There was silence for a moment then she replied “I would kill for a coffee ... one of my special ones. That might get me going”.

“One special coffee coming up ... Would you like it delivered?”

“Oh ... I hadn’t thought of that”. She started to sound a little more chirpy.

“I’ll be right there...” I told her ending the call.

Erin lived in the nearly hotel - her company having rented a suite for the duration of her six month contract with my employer. I hadn’t been in her suite ... only as far as the door when I had walked her back there a couple of times.


“Oh fuck ... oh my god” she moaned as I switched back and forth between her beautiful breasts and hard nipples.

“Mmmmm ... mmmmm” I loved the feel of her breasts in my mouth.

She was grinding her pussy against my cock which was trapped in the confines of my trousers. It wanted out. I had to make a move to relieve that pressure.

“Put your arms around my neck”.

Carefully I picked her up, with my hands under her firm ass. She wrapped her lovely legs around my waist as I stood. I turned us around and carefully lowered her to the couch. She kept me trapped there for a moment, kissing me passionately before releasing me.

“Strip for me ... I want to see what’s been pressing against my ass”.

Quickly I stripped until just my undershorts remained ... they were quite distorted by my erection.

“My lord ... what have you got hidden in there?” she asked cheekily pointing at the bulge.

“Maybe you should find out for yourself” I suggested standing just inches in front of her.


I arrived at her suite doorway within 10 minutes - the coffee girl put a rush on the order for me.

I was surprised when I entered to find Erin dressed in a fluffy white bath robe. Her dark hair was sticking out in all directions - looking like it was lacking in any attention since she had woke up. Her face was makeup free - she was blessed by a beauty that didn’t need makeup to shine.

Her red eyes did however betray the fact that she had been crying.

I stepped inside, handing her the coffee and closing the door behind me. I followed her to the lounge area of the suite, noting with interest her slim ankles and bare feet with their deep burgundy painted toenails.

I joined her on the couch, sitting beside her with my coffee.

“Now tell me your problems ... and leave nothing out” I told her.

Our relationship was such that I could make that demand ... and I knew that she wouldn’t argue with it. Slowly, she told me about her boyfriend ... who was now her ex-boyfriend courtesy of an act of betrayal on his part ... and on the part of one of her girlfriends.

“Tim’s always been a tit man ... a big tit man” she explained.

“And Jenny has a set of EE cup ones. He’s always been checking her out, but I thought that he was just looking ... not touching ... and other things” she added with a tear in her eye.

“I got positive proof this morning that he and her have been playing around behind my back”.

“So I broke it off this morning”.

She then continued to tell me about some of his habits ... and his demands on her. She was lucky that she hadn’t agreed to live with him ... that was going to happen when she got back from this job. But now it was all over.

Then the conversation turned personal when she spoke of the limited sex life that she had with him. That was all sorts of awkward because I genuinely liked Erin ... no, lusted over her ... in my dreams. I disliked hearing about someone else having her sexually, even though I had no chance of having that type of relationship with her.

“He never really turned me on ... not like what some of my other girlfriends have described” she admitted.

She started to cry, so I put my arm around her and held her close. I loved her fresh smell - she’d probably showered before I arrived.

When she had settled, she stood up and took the empty coffee cups to the kitchenette, and then returned ... standing in front of me.

That’s when she asked that fateful question ... just after she untied the robe and allowed it to drop to the floor around her feet.


Erin reached out and hooked her fingers in the waistband of my shorts ... and then slowly pulled them down. My cock caught on them momentarily before it popped free, bobbling about right in front of her smiling face.

“Wow ... that’s big” she commented with her hand grasping it around the base.

She used her other hand to do a hand-over-hand measurement of its length.

“That’s twice the length of his” she reported.

Then she tried to encircle it with her fingers.

“Yep ... at least twice as thick too”.

She looked up at me. “I might have bitten off a bit more than I can handle here”. She stroked me for a moment then paused and added “But I’m going to have fun trying”. She rubbed her face against my shaft before popping the head between her soft lips.

I could feel her tongue licking my cockhead ... round and round ... and then a firm suck on the top few inches of my cock.

“Fuck me Erin ... that is so good” I moaned as she continued with her special oral attentions.

Within a couple of minutes she had me on the edge of a cum. I wanted to wait a little longer ... and hopefully make that deposit within her pussy. Reluctantly I stepped back to break the contact between us.

“Hey ... I was just getting going” she exclaimed.

“My turn to pleasure you now” I told her, as I set about arranging her on the couch, laying her back, and spreading her thighs. With one foot on the floor, and the other along the couch, I opened her up for my attentions.

Kneeling between her thighs I brought my face close to her pussy. She had a fluffy mound, but her pussy lips were completely bare. They looked quite wet at the moment - a fact that I confirmed with a swipe of my tongue along the ridge of her lips.

She was watching me intently.

I ran my tongue along the ridge a few more times before I pushed my tongue tip between her lips ... and into a little river of her juices. She tasted earthy ... very tasty. I licked the path between her asshole and her clit, spending a few seconds at her clit each time.

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