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The Office Junior - Part 3

Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Exhibitionism, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: mistermonster, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

deal". I put my arm around her and walked her out of the bar. It was difficult as I was semi erect due to the story that 'Becky' had just told me. She didn't seem to mind that Sarah had been fingering her. I was a little jealous that Sarah had beaten me to it. I might have to have a word to her on Monday! We got outside into the cooler air which managed to jolt me a little more awake. I saw a taxi and hailed it. I put Becky in the back seat and climbed in after her and told the driver where to go. It was a 20 minute drive to her house from the bar so I settled back into the seat with Becky's head resting in my lap. "She's not going to be sick is she?" the taxi driver asked. "I don't think so" I replied. The taxi ride was fairly uneventful. I stroked Becky's leg and hip while she doze on me. It was the first time I had really touched her in an intimate way. The taxi driver talked his way through the trip, telling me that he was sick of weather, tired of drunks abusing him and his holiday plans with his wife. I just sat there and let it wash over me. Before I knew it we were outside her apartment and I was handing over some cash for the fare. I woke Rebecca up and asked her for her key. She reached into her purse and pulled it out. "Are you coming in?" she asked. "Do you want me to?" "Yes. Please". I helped her to the door. She unlocked it and walked inside. Her apartment was on the ground floor. It was small but tidy. We stepped into a hallway. At the end of it I could see a ... kitchen. The door on my left lead into a bedroom and the door on the right into what looked like a spare room. Further up on the left there was a bathroom. We walk through the second door on the right into a cozy living room which opened up into a dining room and kitchen. Becky had regained her composure a bit now, the cool air and 20 minute snooze allowing her to function better. "Fancy a coffee?" "Love one" I replied sitting on the sofa. "I'll put the kettle on and then quickly get out of this dress. Is that OK?" "Do you need some help?" I smiled. "Behave yourself" she retorted. She filled the kettle up with some water and switched it on and then walked down the hall towards the bedroom. I looked around the room. There was a large TV with a collection of DVD's and books tidily stacked on some shelves. The 3 seat sofa was comfortable but had extra cushions on it anyway. There were a few photos of who I guess was her parents and brother plus some mass produced art work in frames. The room had a slight floral smell about it which looked like it was emanating from the scented oil refresher on a shelf above the TV. An empty wine glass sat on a vintage looking coffee table as well as some fashion magazines. I was looking to get comfortable so I took my shoes off, stretched and waited. A few minutes later Becky walked down the hall and back into the kitchen. She was wearing a tight Nirvana t-shirt and a pair of thick cotton pyjama bottoms. I called through to her, "I saw them in ...