The week had started off badly and had become progressively worse by the day. By the time Friday arrived I was all but ready to throw in the towel. Between the constant meetings, phone calls and harassment from the head office, I had had enough. Thankfully, my secretary had made my life easier.

Paige was a breath of fresh air. Apart from being incredibly sexy, she was super efficient. I am sure I would have quit had it not been for her. I had recently employed her on the recommendation of a colleague. As his work load had declined and he needed to make some cut backs, he was forced to lose some staff and Paige was the first to go.

Our interview had been rather informal and was held in a local coffee shop. This was the way I preferred to interview candidates. It put everyone at ease and it enabled the candidate to express themselves in a more relaxed way. Paige had made a fantastic first impression. She wore very little make up which only highlighted her natural beauty. She had short auburn hair although she was naturally a brunette. When she smiled her entire face came alive and her dark blue eyes sparkled with mischief. She had worn a tight fitting skirt and bespoke blouse which showed off her curves and ample breasts. She had caught me running my eyes over her body as we spoke about her career and she casually asked me if I liked what I saw. I was not sure if she meant her body or her career history. I blushed and apologized as it was very unprofessional. She laughed and told me that she had been referring to her career but that she was glad that I had noticed her figure. She told me that she worked hard at maintaining her waistline and that her boyfriend did not even look at her anymore. I could sense the hurt in her tone and suggested that he was either blind or a fool. Paige laughed and thanked me for the compliment and then said that he was probably both. After an hour of sitting with Paige, I had decided to take her on for the role and informed her that I wanted her to start work the next day. She was delighted and almost hugged me but then suddenly realized that it may not be the correct procedure. I was slightly disappointed that she didn’t as I could only imagine what her body would feel like. After the interview, I headed back to my office and eagerly waited to see Paige the following day.

We had now been working together for over a month and she thrived in her role. Quite often when I was involved in tedious conference calls, Paige would walk into my office and start filing paperwork, quite often bending over directly in front of my desk. I often caught myself staring at her tits, fantasizing of what they would feel like and of sucking on her erect nipples. I also noticed that some of her skirts, particularly on hot summer days, were extremely short and occasionally I caught a glimpse of her knickers. I was starting to feel that on the odd occasion she was teasing me and would purposefully expose her ass to me. On one particular hot summers day, I had been involved in a lengthy telephone call to a client when she had bent over the desk to retrieve something on the floor and her skirt had risen up to expose Paige’s ass. She was wearing no underwear and I caught a brief glimpse of her shaved pussy. I literally stopped in mid conversion, my concentration lost. Paige let out a little giggle when she realized what had happened. The sexual tension between us was growing at an alarming rate. I had to try and resist the temptation to throw myself at her as I did not want some form of sexual harassment to land on my desk. I had always tried to abide by the cliché of not dipping your wick in the company ink.

The week had finally ended and I desperately needed to go to the local bar and see my good friend, Mr Johnnie Walker. There was a small local bar called the Pig & Whistle which never seemed to get many customers. The way I was feeling after the past week was just the way I preferred it. Paige had left early to run some errands for the weekend and I locked the office and made my way over to the bar. The interior was dark and smelt of greasy chips, alcohol and stale cigarette smoke. I sat alone in a corner booth after ordering a double Whisky on the rocks. The first sip was like mothers milk and as the single malt slid down my throat, I felt the weight of the world slowly lifting off my shoulders. Within a few minutes, I was already onto my third. From my seat in the corner I was able to see the rest of the bar and study its patrons. I loved people watching and I managed to get some quiet satisfaction from the fact that I was far from the bottom rung of society compared to some of the other people that occupied some of the bar stools. The amber nectar was going down like a homesick badger and was rapidly taking hold of me. I was starting to feel a lot more sociable and friendly compared to an hour earlier where I could quite easily have put a rope around my neck and ended everything very quickly.

I ordered a further drink from the bar and from the corner of my eye noticed the front door of the Pig & Whistle swing open. Through my alcohol induced haze and the cigarette smoke, I saw these amazing legs make their way towards the bar. It was then that I realized that it was Paige. When she saw me, she looked surprised and walked towards me. I felt my loins tighten in anticipation of our meeting. As she approached, I could see that her eyes were red and puffy and that she had obviously been crying. She sat next to me and literally broke down in tears. I put an arm around her shoulders and she leaned into my shoulder, her body shuddering with each uncontrollable sob. Without asking her I ordered a neat Scotch on ice which she gulped down. I asked if she wanted another and she merely nodded.

When she had calmed down I asked what had happened, assuming from her state that something terrible had happened. Through her tears it transpired that she had had a massive argument with her boyfriend and that after three years together, they had agreed to go their separate ways. She revealed that her boyfriend felt that she was spending too much time at work and that Paige was always talking about me and what a pleasant boss I was to work for. I felt rather guilty that her relationship had ended because of her job and more precisely, me. She had decided to leave her flat and head for the nearest bar which happened to be the Pig & Whistle as she lived close by. Her boyfriend, or ex boyfriend, had also left with a suitcase of his clothes.

After my fourth drink and Paige’s third, the atmosphere between us turned more jovial and lighthearted. Her eyes had returned to their normal color and her face was as radiant as ever. The sexual tension was palpable and I still had my arm draped over her shoulder in a rather protective although friendly manner. Every so often, she would place a hand on my thigh as the banter between us about the other people in the bar grew. I found myself caressing her hair and neck and she rested her hand on my upper thigh. If she moved that hand an inch higher, Paige would discover my rock hard cock pushing against my trousers. Paige leaned in close to me, her face nuzzling against my neck. In a husky voice she asked me to help her to the ladies room as she felt a bit unsteady on her feet due to the Scotch. I escorted her to the back corner where there was a door leading to the toilets. The corridor was dark and stank of urine. I offered to stand outside the ladies room until she was finished but she hastily pulled me inside by my shirt and led me to one of the small cubicles. She slammed the door shut behind her and locked it. She pushed me down onto the closed toilet seat, hitched up her tight skirt and straddled me. I could resist her no longer and my hard cock was straining against my pants. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head towards hers and our mouths met with the force of a tornado. Our tongues danced around each others and we both savored the whisky flavors on our breaths. My hands pulled her blouse out from her skirt and I rubbed her tits over the top of her black lacy bra. I pulled it down and caressed her hard nipples. She moaned as I pinched her nipples. She began to grind her pussy against my rock hard shaft. I pulled her skirt up higher, exposing her silky black knickers. With one hand massaging her tits and the other rubbing her clit over her panties, she begged me to finger fuck her. I wasted no time in sliding two fingers deep inside her wet cunt. Her clit was a swollen throbbing nub protruding from her pussy lips. I withdrew my hand and licked her juice from my fingers. She tasted just as I imagined, like sweet honey. I shoved my hand back between her legs and rubbed her clit with my thumb whilst driving my two middle fingers deep into her. I bent my head down to take one of her nipples into my mouth and she groaned with ecstasy. She moved her cunt faster and faster against my fingers and I could feel that she was about to come. I removed my hand before she squirted all her cream and knelt down on the toilet floor. I told her that I wanted to taste her cum in my mouth. I did not care about the piss and who knows what else I was kneeling in. I ripped down her wet panties and positioned my head between her legs. I lifted her left leg and placed it on the toilet rim in order to give my tongue better access to her dripping slit. I pulled her hips towards my mouth and drove my tongue deep inside her. Paige reached down and with one hand, spread her pussy lips far apart so that I could get as much of her cunt into my eager mouth as possible. She had to use her other hand to support herself against the cubicle wall to stop her self from falling as her legs were shaking so much. I sucked long and hard on her swollen clit and felt her legs spasm in enjoyment. Her cunt juice was dripping off my chin as she pushed her cunt hard against my mouth. She pulled my head into her folds her hips bucking against my face. She moaned that she was cumming, her cunt suddenly gushing hot juice over my face.

I gazed up from beneath her legs, my face looking like a glazed doughnut. She smiled and said that it was now my turn. She turned around and faced the cubicle door and bent over asking me to fuck her hard. I pulled my cock out that had been so patiently straining to be released. I moved behind her and guided the swollen tip into her glistening love hole. I groaned as my shaft slid deep inside her, having dreamt so often of this moment. I rammed her hard from behind, my balls slapping against her cunt. She groaned and pushed back against me, begging me to fuck her harder. I slid a finger into her tight ass and then slowly withdrew it in order to give her maximum pleasure. She begged me to put another finger in which I did with ease. I could feel her pussy tighten around my shaft and knew that she would be close again. Our bodies moved in unison and I told her that I was going to cum. She begged me to fill her hole up with my hot man juice. I felt my balls tighten as I released a jet of fiery cum deep inside her, my cock firmly squeezed between her contracting pussy walls.

I could not believe what had just happened. I felt exhilarated and wanted more of Paige. She obviously felt the same as she said that I needed to come across to her apartment for the second round. We managed to straighten our clothes in order to look slightly more respectable before making a hasty exit from the toilets. When we emerged in to bar area, a couple of the punters raised their eyebrows as did the barman. It did not take a rocket scientist to work out what we had been up to.
We covered the two blocks back to Paige’s apartment in record time. The walk also gave me an opportunity to clear my alcohol filled head. I wanted to be slightly more sober when I fucked Paige again so that I would be able to remember every intimate detail of her.

Her flat was a mess, with clothes strewn about the floor. Obviously her ex-boyfriend had left in a hurry and had not been keen to tidy up. It did not bother me as anywhere would be a step up from where I had just fucked her. No sooner had the door slammed shut than Paige was pulling me into her bedroom. After the frenzied session in the Pig & Whistle toilets, I now had the opportunity to take my time. Paige stripped off her clothes and lay back on the bed. She spread her legs wide and rubbed her clit. She told me that she had wanted to fuck me from the first time we had met for the interview and that she often had to go and finger fuck herself in the work toilets because I made her so horny. I could now take in her full beauty. Her body was perfect. Her tits were small but ample with dark pink nipples that stood erect. Her cunt was tight and glistening and had a small landing strip of hair. I stood before her, my cock hard again and wanting to be buried inside Paige’s warm cunt.

I lay on top of her and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Paige’s legs were wrapped around my waist, my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I asked her what her favorite position was and she said she liked to be on top so that she could control how much cock she had inside her at any one time. We rolled over and she straddled me. I was leaning back against the leather head board which enabled me to get a better view of her pussy. She lowered herself slowly down onto my shaft and leaned back, groaning with pleasure. Her pussy lips enveloped my cock, her juice running down my shaft, onto my balls. She lifted herself up and held my tip at the entrance to her cunt and then rammed herself down again, trying to get as much of me inside her as possible. I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her hard against me, sucking her tits and kissing her neck. Her thrusts became more urgent and she said she was ready to cum again. I wanted to keep her on the edge of orgasm and I asked her if she wanted my cock in her ass. She smiled and said that it was her next favorite position. She got off me and knelt on the bed, her legs spread wide apart. Her ass was already lubed from all her cunt juices. I pushed the head of my cock against her back passage. I eased it slowly into her and she winced slightly as I pushed further and deeper inside her. I pushed harder and harder until my shaft was totally buried in her ass. Paige groaned and let out a long low moan as I rammed her faster and harder from behind. Paige held onto the headboard with one hand and stuck the other between her legs, rubbing her swollen click in time with my thrusts. I told her that I was going to cum and she begged me to cum with her. I groaned as I released a torrent of molten boy butter deep inside her ass. Paige groaned and I could feel her ass tighten on my shaft as she came at the same time.

We lay on the bed together, totally spent from fucking each other. I asked if she would like a raise as this was above and beyond her job description. She laughed and said that as long as we worked together, the only raise she would want would be to raise her pussy onto my cock. I burst out laughing and told her that she may need to stay late on Monday evening to do some “dick” tation. I knew that whatever happened, work would be a lot better place to go to!