Chapter 1: Getting A Raise

It was nearly five on Friday and the weather was so gorgeous the office was like a ghost town. I was imagining tumbleweed rolling past the cubicles when I heard a soft knock on my doorframe. I have no door, but by god, I have walls! It's good to be the boss!

"Mr. Harrison? Could I talk to you a few minutes?"

"Certainly, Miss... " I fumbled for her name

"Tanya, Mr. Harrison. I'm fairly new here and I don't expect someone as important as you to remember me."

She was really laying it on thick. Of course I remembered her. How

could I not? It's true the last time I'd seen her she was a brunette and now her hair was long and blonde, but that's pretty easy to change these days, I guess.

I wish you could see her as I do, she's amazing! I really had a thing for her curvy body, especially her perky butt. Of course, in today's work environment you're not supposed to acknowledge attractions let alone act on them, not if you're the boss. OK, sometimes it sucks to be the boss. I often wish I'd been alive a few decades back when you could give "the girls" working in your office a pat on the bottom as you passed. I've probably just set myself up to receive some hate mail, I know. I am totally for equal pay for equal work and I certainly don't want to deny anyone the chance to pursue a career, but every day there is at least one moment when I restrain myself. I guess I was born in the wrong time.

Restraint was going to be a challenge just now. Just keeping my eyes more or less fixed on her face was killing me. Her cream colored dress was probably made of some sort of rayon or silk and her breasts pressed against it. She cut it close, in terms of sexiness in her work clothes. I was pretty sure I knew just where her nipples hit the dress, but couldn't be positive. I leaned back and stole a glance up her legs. Her skin was more tan than the last time I had seen her. The bottom of her dress swayed slightly and I snapped my eyes back towards her face lest I be charmed like a cobra watching it

She selected a chair and pulled it around to the side of my desk closer to me before settling into it. She crossed her legs, then leaned forward and gave me a big smile. She had hot red lipstick and blue eyes. I could have sworn that they'd been green before. She waited. I waited. She waited, smiling. I caved.

"So what can I do for you Tanya?" I said.

"Mr. Harrison, I know I haven't been here long, but I would like to discuss my pay rate with you. I think from the moment I walked in I have brought qualifications no one else at the firm can offer."

With that she leaned in a little and seemed to arch her back, bringing my focus to her cleavage.

"Well Tanya, I agree you do bring some real assets to the firm, but rates here are reviewed on a regular basis. We look for not only what someone brings with them, but especially to what they do while here."

"I understand!" she said quickly "and I think I can do a lot more!"

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, wondering just how blatant she was going to get.

"I could be your personal assistant"

"I have a personal assistant. You know Kelly"

"That little thing? She can't possibly treat you as well as I can. And she looks like a boy!"

Kelly certainly did not look like a boy. She looked very much like jail bait, though she was in fact twenty-five years old. She was only four foot eleven. She was slender, I expect you could lift her in one hand and I know I could circle her waist with my hands. She has tiny breasts and a tight little bottom. At some point she must have decided that if this was her body she might as well go with it, so she dresses young. Sometimes she wears a jumper, nice jeans and a top. Occasionally, I even get to see her in a Catholic Schoolgirl look, complete with pigtails. I have wondered from time to time if most of the guys she attracts are closet deviants. I can't ask though - she'd ask if I'm one.

I'd been avoiding looking Tanya straight in the eye, now I did. We smoldered at each other. I felt her hand on my leg, just inside my knee. It didn't have to travel far to confirm I was getting hard and I saw the triumph in her face. As she felt my girth, I think I saw some surprise too. My girth is always a big hit with the ladies.

We were clearly past pretending this wasn't as seduction. I grabbed the arms of her chair and pulled her close. I stroked the side of her face with my hand but she was still too far away.

"Come here" I said holding out my hand.

She took my hand in hers, like a lady being helped into a carriage and with her hand I led her to me and indicated for her to climb onto my lap. She did sitting facing sideways in front of me, settling her weight on that springy ass pressing into my legs and crotch. She turned her face towards mine and grazed from my forehead to my chin with her lips, just lightly touching and breathing on me. Her lips lingered over mine and they brushed against them a couple times before I felt my lower lip being gently enclosed by her lips. I felt teeth then too, taking a firmer grip on my lip and then she started sucking.

My need exploded. My hands went to her face and I started kissing her back hard, with tongue, teeth, lips and suckage. I held kissed her mouth, her face her ears and her neck. She seemed to really like the neck. My hands cupped her breasts and felt her nipples extend as I touched them. She wriggled in my lap and we were both panting. It was all getting rough and sloppy. She was tonguing and sucking my ear when my hand started rubbing her pussy through her panties and her mouth just closed and gnawed on me. Her pussy felt steaming hot and her wetness was apparent even through the panties. I let the my fingers slide up and down and trailed my thumb, trying to make sure to give her clit a flick with each stroke.

"Wait!" she said. She slid off my lap to the floor in front of me and started undoing my belt.

"Lift" she said. As requested I lifted my butt of the chair so she could bring my pants and shorts down my legs. She pulled my shoes off without untying them and pulled me free of my slacks. I was definitely reconsidering if spending money on a door for my office was that wasteful.

She pulled my socks off. I don't know why, but I liked that. Maybe I would look silly have dressed, but I wouldn't look completely ridiculous. Then she spread my legs with one hand on each thigh and started licking my cock. Her tongue and lips rode my cock from base to tip but even as I made it bounce around towards her she didn't take it in her mouth. She licked and kissed and breathed on it. She treated it like a cob of corn she wanted to get the butter from until I couldn't see for wanting her to suck it. I grabbed hair on the back of her head and tilted her to face me.

"Please" I said.

She stared up at me smiling naughtily as her tongue tip circled my head quickly over and over again. I realized she wasn't going to stop teasing, I would have to stop her.

I rolled my chair back slightly putting myself safely out of range of those gorgeous lips and I pulled her to her feet. She leaned in for a kiss and I gave her arm a little tug so she was now facing my desk and the open doorway. I pressed her torso down and she settled onto the desk with her ass facing up at me. She thought she knew what I wanted as I lifted her dress up exposing her. She was in a thong, which was well deep between the cheeks of that glorious ass. I caressed one cheek then brought my hand up and sharply spanked it. She gasped in surprise!

"You've been teasing me," I said "haven't you?"

"Me?" she said in an innocent voice. I spanked her again.

"Well... maybe a little" she said. That rated another slap on the ass.

"Yes! Yes, I have been teasing you!" That got her my middle finger sliding into her thong and across her soaked pussy lips.

"Oh please," she said "I am so ready!"

"I want to turn you around" I said and I pulled her back up and propped her back up on the desk facing me.

Her dress was totally hiked up from the bottom and pulled down from the top but

her panties were still on. I stepped between her open legs and pulled her panties

to the side. I pressed the head of my cock against her, then withdrew. Then I did it again. I bent my head and gave a slow lick up between her wet pussy lips and she thrust herself out for more pressure. I slipped a finger into her and started licking her clit with my tongue and she really got to thrashing. I made it two fingers inside of her and started sucking right on her clit.

"Oh God" she said, you're getting me close.

"I want you to come" I said, my mouth right up against to her.

"I want to... I want to come on your mouth... please, don't stop. This is sooooooo good"

So I didn't stop. I lapped and sucked and put my fingers in her and my tongue in her and after a little while she got very quiet. No more moaning just this tiny staccato breath and I knew she was about to come. I pressed my mouth hard against her and brought her over the top. She made the cutest and sexiest little squeak as she peaked. I slowed and gentled my treatment of her pussy but I didn't stop until her breathing slowed to normal. Then I stood, took off my shirt and wiped my face dry on it.

"Oh Honey," she said after a bit "This one was supposed to be for you!"

"I'm not done with you yet, Sweetheart." I told my fiancée.

"Are you ready or would you like a blowjob?"

"Am I ready? I am rock hard ready for you. Are you sure you're ready?"

"Nope," she said "not sure, but I should be nice and tight for you." She always seems tighter after she's come.

I again just pushed her thong to the side and I brought the head of my penis to her wet entrance and started working it in. Wet or not she was really tight and I watched her face for signs of discomfort. Not that I think that would have stopped me. Once I got past the head I reared paused then plunged all the way in. Her legs came around my body and held me tight against her. I started fucking and she started talking.

"Do you like the new dress?" she asked slipping back into her Tanya voice.

"God, Yes!" I said, maybe in reply to her question.

"Would you like it better with thigh high stockings"

I may not have been responding completely coherently but I think I grunted something positive. As Tanya she continued.

"I really can't wear a garter under it, it would show through, but I can get some stay-ups. I was thinking maybe I should get the dress hemmed just a bit higher so when I bend down to file something you can see... well everything!"