Creative Workplace Morale Boosting

By Tx Tall Tales – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

I

got the pressure washer out and cleaned the area around the lip of the

pool, then worked on the tile rim. I spent a good bit of the time

watching her reading a book while she got some more sun. Naked looked

good on Amy.

The

ping of her phone getting text messages, and her constant responses had

me wondering who she was communicating with, and if I was part of that

conversation. "Poolboy, could you come over here a second?"

I

walked over and was surprised to see her hold up her phone, back

pointed toward me. "That was all, thanks. And let me know if you need my

help with anything."

I

was putting away the pressure washer when she came over to help me.

"Looks like you could use some attention," she told me, with a

meaningful glance below my waist.

"Lotion first?"

"Sure, but make it quick. No fooling around, Ok? And take your shorts off first."

"Got

it." It only took me a couple of minutes to get her nice and slippery

again. I still spent more time on her ass and tits than was absolutely

necessary, but she didn't give me too hard a time over it.

This

time she had me sit on a chair, and pulled one of the cushions off so

she could kneel on it, at my feet. I had only been semi-hard, but the

act of rubbing her all over, and her sexy positioning had its expected

effect.

"Sorry about that last one, you were driving me crazy," she explained, taking my cock in her hand and stroking me slowly.

"I wasn't complaining."

"No. I guess not. Still, I thought we could be a little more playful this time. Not be in such a rush."

"Sounds good to me."

"There's something I was thinking about. I thought maybe you'd like it."

"I imagine you're right, whatever it is."

"Good."

She reached out for the tanning lotion and squirted a lot at the top of

her cleavage. She rubbed it around, then leaned forward, wrapping her

tits around my cock. She pushed them together and moved them up and

down, sometimes together, sometimes separately. "What do you think?"

I groaned, holding her shoulders and thrusting between her soft mounds. "I think you are amazing," I groaned.

"You like it?" she whispered shyly.

"Incredible."

She

watched me, smiling sweetly, while her pillowy breasts pleasured me. I

had never done anything like it before, but I swore by all that was

Holy, I'd be doing it again.

"Is it exciting you? Can you come for me like this?"

"Definitely."

"Do you want to hold them? Fuck my tits with your big fat cock? Tell me what you want."

I

couldn't even get any words out. I grabbed her soft tits, squeezing

them together, and thrusting up between them. I spread my legs as wide

as possible, allowing her to get closer. She giggled when she applied a

new layer of lotion to her smooth channel. It was different, oily and

slippery as hell.

"That stuff is good," I gasped.

"Fuck my tits, Alex. Use me," she whispered huskily.

It only took me a minute or so longer to reach the point of no return. "Where?" I gasped.

"Right there. Come for me Alex. Come on my tits."

With a groan, I acceded to her command.

She

giggled, and rubbed my cock all over the mess I'd made of her,

spreading my cum around her skin. "I like to feel it on me, feel it

harden under the sun, tightening, clinging to my skin." She blushed.

"When you told me you came 5 times thinking about me, all I could

imagine was laying out in the sun, while you covered me with your spunk

over and over again, my skin tingling wherever you coated me."

I

laughed. "That's a fantasy I think I wouldn't mind working on. I could

save up for a few days, and see how many times I could come for you,

back to back to back, marking you as mine."