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A Change of Pace (Anglemarr/Ashdurn)

"Well, this is american. Was just in the mood for a foot long. Ill probably play that Dohnner place sometime. Not realy sure... " She said with a grin, looking over at him with a cmile. She then felt the mayo and used her tongue to clean it off of her lips. "You ever been across the pond?" She asked her legs closed under the table, and rubbing together just a little bit.
 
He chuckled again "I guess it is in a manner of speaking." He watched her for a moment, then watched with a little more... focus as she licked the mayo clean off her lips. That could have been him, he thought. If he was about ten years younger and single. She'd make a man very happy one day. Of course, Gaius and his wife weren't entirely monogamous, but there's no way she'd allow him to fuck his new paralegal. "Once" he admitted. "Kentucky for business. It was... alright" he said diplomatically. He hadn't particularly enjoyed the trip, having flown over to see a client, who for some reason wanted an English lawyer from London to write his will.
 
"Well, There are lots of parts of the States. Going to Kentucky is a lot like going to Belarus and thinking you've been to Europe. I'm from Seattle... so the weather isn't all that different. You get a little more sun in the winter, we get a lot more during the summer. " Giving a little bit of a shrug, lifting her bra a little bit. "I do have to say I am liking working in my lingerie ... almost thinking about asking if it can become a regular thing. Its just so.... freeing you know. Dresses that look good are always so containing and getting in the way, or getting caught on things.. this is just so much more comfortable" She said being honest. Looking at him a little bit.
 
He smiled, he'd heard the same argument before and didn't quite buy it. "You could be onto something" he laughed, though it was stopped short when the idea of working in her lingerie long term was brought up. He was gagging to say yes, to scream it without hesitation or question... But it was wrong. "I... uh..." he started, thinking of how to phrase it. "I don't think its appropriate, especially if clients arrive..." in all honesty, he'd love for her to work in the lingerie, maybe come to the office in a cute little dress, undressing herself for him like a present. His to enjoy.

"Why did you say lingerie instead of underwear?" he asked slowly, curious as to why she used the more... sexual term.
 
"Well, I would still want to feel professional. Lingerie is something you where to impress.. Underwear is something you put on to relax... two different things. " She said. smiling a little bit . She bit her lip a little bit thinking. "And of course if you wanted me to have some sort of uniform.. I am.. open to the idea" She said, grinning a little mistevously. Thinking she was mostly having a little bit of fun. And hoping that she wasnt pushing things a little too far with her new boss. She knew in america at least there would be tons of questions about sexual harresment even if she was the one offering. She wasnt as sure about over here.
 
He grinned back at her when she mentioned a uniform, and he had a dozen thoughts of the American strutting round his office in a cute maid's outfit, or as a cheerleader. But he shook his head again, if somewhat reluctantly. "Professional work clothes will do" he said politely, if a little flatly. He still held out on the faint hope that something would happen between them, but like many it was just a wild fantasy of a man in lust. That he could stroll into the office every day and just bend his now paralegal over and fuck her brutally before getting to work. He sighed, and felt like he had to justify himself. "You have a great body" He offered a weak smile that screamed please don't sue me. "But I don't think its quite professional for a lawyers office."
 
"Alright... Just let me know if you change your mind" She said with a little bit of a smile. She bit her lip a little bit more. "And of course I would be willing to sign something saying that it was my idea, and my choice..." Giving a little bit of a shrug. Before finishing her lunch. Getting up, refilling his tea for him. And getting back to work. stretching a lot more at first, getting back into the swing of things. The room beginning to smell slightly of girl sex.

An hour after lunch, a Text came in from the wife. "Snow in Switzerland, were staying another day, sorry my sexy man. Love as always Jordan" Followed by a picture of her dressed in some tight Italian dress she had just bought. Hanging out with the kids in front of a nameless fountain, that no normal person in the world would be expected to know the name of. But it was special to them. It was the fountain where the 12 year old daughter had most likely been conceived. Mostly because it was the only time that he had cum in her pussy that week. Everyother time had been in an black haird Italian woman that the two had picked up early in the trip.
 
Gaius had no words when she offered to sign a release form. He loved the idea, but couldn't bring himself to say yes just yet. He could smell a faint smell in the air, one he recognised, it made his cock ache and he found it impossible to concentrate on work. Then the text from his wife came in, the girl was still stunning, the black dress made his wife look like a film star. He was incredibly horny, the text wasn't helping, reminding him he'd be home alone for quite some time, unable to fuck. Unless...

After another painful fifteen minutes he stood, bulge clearly visible though he was oblivious. "Ash, please take a seat" he ordered, shooting in the sofa and patting the chair next to him. As she bent over he could see the wet patch growing, did she find him attractive? "I want to thank you for your first day at work here" he said smiling "you've been a great help and I look forward to having you every day" he didn't notice the innuendo and carried on. "I know as your boss you may feel like I'm on top of you, rising you hard, but please, never feel like you can't come and chat with me"
 
Ash of course came closer. Smiling at her boss as she took her seat in the old wooden chair next to his behind the desk. She crossed her legs as she sat down, Her lips realy red from her lipstick. She then arched her back a little bit as she sat. She lifted her chest up a little bit. Putting her hands on her calf, painted black, bending her elbos a little bit, causing her chest to go up a little bit more. "Oh, I wasn't feeling like that at all Boss. I'm actually quite comfortable here... can't you tell" Giggling a little bit about her sitting there in her under things. The dress almost certainly dry by now, even though she had wetted it to make it last a bit longer. She still couldn't believe that the bulge was his cock. It had to be something else. This was her first time on this side of the desk. And she glanced over, for the first time seeing pictures of the family. And for the first time seeing that her boss was married to Jordan, a famous page three model with.. frankly giant tits. She blushed a little bit more, understanding more how her boss was able to keep his hands to himself when he had that to go home to.
 
He smiled warmly "As long as you feel comfortable" He said, clearing his throat as she stuck her breasts out. He wanted her badly, he ached for her, but again, he was married. But the picture of his family by the fountain reminded him of the life they used to have, swinging and sharing. Why couldn't they have that back again? He was torn in two, all he was missing was some sign from the girl, as if her sitting in her lingerie before him like that was not enough... His heart raced and he glanced at the clock. "It's home time" He said, almost relieved. "You may go home if you like." He gave her another small smile. "I'm going to stay here and do some over time. My wife is... away this week and I'm going to use the time to catch up on work."
 
"I think Ill stay a little bit longer. Theres still some filling to do... maybe we can go out to a pub, and you can show me some English cuisine. " She said smiling at him a little bit. "Givin any more thought to my offer for.. sexy uniforms... I was serious.. Id be willing to sign it.. I even thought of a loop hole. If you put up a security camera in here, you could always pay me a modeling bonus.. call it five pounds a week.. more if you want to give me an expense account to some sexy store... " She said. "that wayy it would all be ... nice and legal. She said, looking back down at his the bulge. "And it does look like you enjoy it...." with a little bit of a smirk.
 
He thought about the offer, she was being so... forward, he wasn't quite used to it. He actually blushed when she mentioned his bulge, and he could feel his cock twitch under her gaze. He finally relented. "I guess you could work in your lingerie if its so important to you." He gave a weak smile. "I can draft some paperwork tomorrow morning if you like?" He was excited about the idea of having the bveautiful young girl work for him like this. He'd work out the complications with clients another time. "It's highly inapproriate, not to mention a little odd..." he said. Though he could see her hungry eyes still on his cock.

He swallowed hard and patted the seat next to him. "Why don't you sit here?" He had no idea where he was going, but he decided to bite the bullet.
 
Ash got up from her seat, and went over to the comfortable looking red satin sofa. Sitting down right next to her boss, putting her arm over the back of it, around to his other shoulder. pulling her legs up, feet on the cushion. She was grinning at him, and a little stretched out in order to lower herself a little bit. She was taller then him, but leggy, so sitting brought them closer to equal, but she still needed to stretch her body a little bit to get it so that there faces were on the same level when they were this close, grinning at him. "But you do like it, Don't you boss.. and its not that weird.. there are probably other people in this same situation very near here dont you think.. maybe with the girl less willing to do it, but.. simmular none the less, no... ?"
 
He appreciated that she lowered herself to his level, and he gave an affectionate smile. He was still conflicted over the situation, but feeling her tender hand on his shoulder was going a long way to convincing him that this was all OK. He nodded, eyes roaming over her toned thighs, looking fabulous in her heels. "I guess it's Ok..." He agreed, this eyes never leaving her legs. He bit his lip before looking up again, eyes running over her breasts to her face, eyes locking together for an intense moment. "Not all lawyers can boast about having such a pretty girl working for them, can they?" He said, trying to break the tension.
 
"Not at all.. and of coarse.. I will bring an outfit in case we have vistors.. but.. if you want me to stay in uniform when we have them.. to brag and boast about how much better your life is... well that can only help but boost sales" Grinning a little bit more. Giving him a little bit of a smirk. "Or does your wife drop by frequently ... " Playing with her hair a little bit. She was Jordans type. Hell If Jordan was here she might want this sexy little thing all too herself.
 
He smiled again, "I think normal dresses will do for now" He said, trying to reign her in. He had ideas for a uniform, but they could wait. As a rich lawyer he had no need for extra work, and was afraid the sight of Ash in a skimpy outfit might drive him ragged. "My wife doesn't come by the office at all" he said honestly. He had a small work den at home in which he worked if he ever needed to, his wife hated the office, calling it a bastion of male masculinity. "It'll just be me and you here I'm afraid." He scanned her body again and gulped. Why couldn't he just fuck her?
 
She played a little bit with his hair. Smiling at him. "So.. do you and your wife have some sort of agreement. Like... I do want you to show me a nice restaurant.. and of course Ill put my dress back on.. but.. yeah I know your way too hard to go out. So we have too choices... you can jerk off.. or I can blow you.. Im ok with either.. but its obvious you need to do one or the other.. Im happy to blow you, but.. your head is a little clouded, maybe a little self relife to clear yur head is whats best"
 
Gaius was stunned, first over the question of whether he and his wife had an "arrangement." which wasn't exactly a common thing in England, no matter what the TV said. But he was even more stunned when she offered to blow him. This cute little girl, fresh out of university, asking to suck her bosses cock on day one after prancing around in her panties! "You... want to blow me?" He said slowly "As in... suck my cock?" He spoke slowly, surely, making sure there was no misunderstanding. His cock ached, he wished she'd just reach down and take him.
 
"Im more then willing. I know ive made you hard all day, and I take responsibility for that. Plus I do like giving head.. the option is there if you want it.... " She said blowing him a kiss. "Or you can relive yourself. With me here to look at wile you do, or I can leave.... but I know you need it before we take off..." She said with a little bit of a smile looking at him.
 
His heart was in his throat at that moment in time. It was a chance of a lifetime, offered to him on a platter. "I guess you better... suck my cock then" His voice was cold and flat, like he was conducting a transaction warily. He bit his lip, waiting for her to jump up and scream that he was a pervert and shouldn't be saying things like this to an innocent woman. He put his hand on her thigh, applying a little pressure as he gripped reassuringly. "Is this going to become a regular thing to?" He ask warily.
 
"It can be, if you want it to be.... " She said with a smile. She licked her lips a little bit, as her hand went to his trousers. "Are you sure... The offer is on the table... youve been hesitent all day about this sort of thing. I don't want you to regret it.... " As her hand went over the pants a little bit. "Me blowing you is no big deal to me, you getting blown, might be a big deal to you though... and there are always.. options... I could get on all fours infront of you, and you jack off on my back.. or front.. How would that be much differnt then looking at porn.. your wife used to be a page three girl, surely she lets you look at play to porn..." Smilling a bit, her hand playing with the front of his trousers. fingers going to the button.
 
He grunted as her hand pressed against his cock. She was offering plenty of choices and his head swam, he couldn't make his mind up. There were several seconds of silence before he made his decision and was able to speak. He felt guilty, but he needed this, he felt like he had picked the best option that he could argue with his wife, if she ever found out. he placed his hand on hers as she undid the button on the fly, pulling it away. "Get on your knees in front of me" he ordered, smiling at her. He undid the zip and pulled out his impressive monster of a cock. "Put your hands by your side and don't move."

His cock was thick, some 11" tall and impressive. She was right, he wasn't circumsised and it was almost majestic. He eased the foreskin down, revealing the bulbous head, already with a drop of pre-cum oozing out. He began to wank slowly, his eyes always focused on Ash. She could see the lust in his eyes, the need and the desire. That he was only just restraining himself from outright fucking her.
 
She smiled at him. Slipping off the Sofa. Turning her body as she did, getting ontu the hardwood floor, spreading her legs out till she her sex was almost touching the ground, legs behind her, hands on her ankles, and arching her back , her flat belly curved as she bit her lip and looked at the monster. Hating herself for suggesting something other then a blow job. But.. perhaps.. doing that saved a lot of stuff. He would be able to get off, and know that she was some one to be trusted. He would have time to think, and know that it was very mutual. But also could back down and out if he wanted to without too much trouble.
 
He watched eagerly as she sunk to her knees, legs spread wide so her crotch almost touched the floor. with that arched back her stomach presented the perfect target. He wanked slowly at first, his monster cock still hardening in his hands. His eyes hungrily devoured her body, soaking her in. He started to stroke faster and faster, starting to pant as he breathed, the veins on his cock starting to protrude. He said nothing, but after what seemed like a few moments he grunted, eyes widening, locked on hers, eager to see her reaction. He came hard and fast. His strokes became jerky, in time with every rope of hot thick cum that spurted out. A few landed on her chest, some on a thigh, but most landed on that flat, washboard stomach. Rope after rope flew towards her, and when he was finished he was exhausted. A soft sheen of sweat was visible on his forehead and he was panting a little more. He smiled down at Ash, cock still in hand.
 
Ash watched as the cock exploded out onto her. She smiled a little bit more. She bit her lip a little bit more. And put her hand down on her chest, getting a little bit on her finger, and bringing back to her mouth, licking it clean. She so wanted to lean forward and lick the cock clean. But that might be taking things a little far. So instead she leaned forward, and got brushed her hair against the cock, tickiling it, but also getting just a small white streak in it. It would not be something any one that wasnt in the room would be able to figure out what it was. "Better?" She asked, standing up, giving him a little bit of a smile, looking down at him The cum still coating her chest and belly. sticking well to it.
 
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