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Nora's Tale: 4 - My Boss Gets Bold

Date: 12/18/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Author: AdventurousReader, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

through my long, black locks. My hair was tousled from fooling around with Levi in his attic. Apparently you didn’t need to have sex to have sex hair. “I guess I forgot to brush it,” I lied. I was meticulous with most things, especially my hair. “Bedhead suits you,” my boss said, leaning closer and tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “Oh, thanks,” I giggled, looking down and flushing even more deeply. “Let me brush it out for you, though,” Noah said, hopping to his feet to stand behind me. “You need to look professional if anyone comes in to see you.” “Sure, of course,” I said. Noah’s fingers sunk through my hair to my scalp. Gently, he began to pull them through. After the first few knots were uncomfortably brushed out, I began to enjoy it. My scalp was tingling, and I sighed quietly, closing my eyes. “So what have you been up to for the past couple hours looking so cute, Nora?” Noah asked softly. “I was hanging out with Lauren,” I said. More lies! And this time I was dragging my best friend into it. “I’m sure you two have a lot of fun together,” he said, his voice full of innuendo. I craned my neck back to look right up into Noah’s eyes. I smiled secretively and said, “Yes, we do have a lot of fun.” He smiled down at me, apparently pleased to hear this. His fingers moved from my tamed tresses down my neck. He settled his hands on both my shoulders, and nodded at the pile of paperwork on his desk. “Those were the documents I was talking about,” he said. “I’m afraid it’s ... very dull work.” “I’ll get through it,” I assured him, putting a hand over his and smiling up at him. Noah squeezed my shoulders; first in gratitude, then a couple more times – hell if I knew why. “God, Nora, you are so tense!” he said. Oh, that was why. His fingers kneaded into my stiff muscles, and I groaned with pleasure. “What have you been doing?” Not more than ten minutes ago, my body had felt like jelly in my post-orgasmic bliss. Now, though, almost every muscle in my body felt tight. I shrugged. “Maybe it’s stress,” I said, “coupled with my exercise routine.” “Let me take care of it for you,” Noah said. “Lie down on my desk and I’ll give you a proper massage.” My belly squirmed at the thought. “That’s very sweet,” I said. I moved the pile of paperwork to the chair, then climbed up on the desk on all fours. My skirt was rising up and I was sure Noah could see my panty-clad ass, but I did nothing to fix it. Slowly, I began to lower myself onto my belly. My cell phone was digging into my hip, so I removed it from my pocket and placed it next to my head. I then laid my cheek down on my folded arms and closed my eyes. The lock on the door clicked, and a moment later, Noah had come back to the desk. I could hear him opening a drawer, then rubbing his palms together. “Tell me whenever you’d like me to stop,” Noah said. “You know, if I’m tickling you or something.” “Okay,” I said. I wasn’t very ticklish, but I knew that wasn’t what he was really talking about. We both had ...