THE PAST ADVENTURES OF ROGER CHAPPY

OFFICE ENCOUNTER I remember it like it was yesterday, my first sexual experience at work. I had not been working long and was just a lad of seventeen, I had got a job as an office junior at a large company in West London. One of my jobs was to take the post around to everyone`s desks, there was one lady who had taken a particular shine to me. Her name was Mrs Hawkes, she was about 50 years old, with dyed black hair, and enormous breasts. Her figure seemed plump but didn`t strike you as being fat, just sort of womanly. She always wore very smart two piece suits, usually in dark tweed or similar staid fashion, her skirt would come to just below the knee in length, and she always wore dark tan coloured stockings. I couldn`t put my finger on it but whenever I was near her I felt very horny, she just seemed to have this sexual attraction around her, I had always had a thing for older women anyway, but not usually as old as fifty. Her perfume was intoxicating and sweet smelling, she wore nice make-up but other than that, she was a very plain lady. On this particular day, I stopped my trolley beside her office knocked on the door and waited for the usual “Enter” form her strict voice, but I waited for ages and as I was in a hurry I entered anyway, and there in the back section of her office was Mrs Hawkes with her skirt lifted up and she was fiddling with one of her suspenders on her thigh. I coughed loudly and she looked angry when she saw me, “why didn`t you knock young Roger” “I did Mrs Hawkes and you hadn`t replied, so I thought there might have been something wrong with you” this quick thinking of mine seemed to do the trick because she smiled and said “Oh, how thoughtful of you and you so young” I was now staring at her thigh with the dark tan stocking top and suspender on show for me to see. “Do you like what you see young roger, I didn`t realise I could hold a young fit man`s attention” “Well you see Mrs Hawkes, I find older womens underwear very erotic, and seeing you fiddling with your stocking tops, I just can`t take my eyes off you” she now looked a little angry and said “Well young man we have work to do, so kindly go about your business and leave my office”. The rest of the day I kept thinking about Mrs Hawkes, imagine seeing her breasts all wobbly and hanging down swaying over my face I thought, imagine sucking on them, what about if she wore a proper girdle or corset with her stockings, this was too much for me so I slipped into the toilets and wanked, shooting my young spunk up in the air. It was now home time, and as I walked around the corner of our street a car pulled up beside me, as the window lowered Mrs Hawkes lent over and said “Roger get in I want to talk to you” I immediately did as I was told because I thought she might still be upset about that morning and I really needed this job. We started to drive and after about 30 minutes I said “Where are we going” “You are coming to my house young Roger, where I`m going to make a man of you, but don`t worry you`ll have a great time” I thought this might be fun after all, especially as I looked at her legs whilst she was driving and she had her dull looking skirt pulled up past her tan stocking tops showing two large white clasps of an old fashioned girdle, she also had removed her suit top and was wearing a sheer white starched looking blouse, from where I was sitting I could actually make out a pattern of leaves on the rigid looking large white brassier. We pulled into a winding long driveway up to a large white house in the country, it looked very expensive and secluded. I wandered around the hallway and waited for her to come back downstairs, but then she called me “Roger, come here immediately” I walked up the stairs and followed where her voice had come from into an enormous bedroom. There sitting on the edge of the bed was Mrs Hawkes, she had removed her two piece suit, blouse and shoes and was now only dressed in her underwear of tan stockings, girdle and large white brassier, I`m sure my heart skipped a beat and my cock was fighting to get a look at this mature woman before me “Right young Mr Chappy, so you like older women`s underwear do you, well take all your clothes off and come over here and lay across my lap, because I`m going to give you a good spanking for being so rude to me this morning”. I couldn`t believe what I was hearing, but the adventure of it all was turning me on, so I undressed and walked slowly towards her, she was looking at my large 9 inch cock as I walked “you really are quite a big boy aren`t you, and look how hard you are” I was staring at her stocking tops and girdle and those massive bosoms of hers. I layed across her thighs obediently, and her hands started to wander all over my arse and she even put a finger up my hole “such a strong arse you have for someone so young, nice and firm and smooth” then it happened “Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, she was really slapping my arse the sadistic old bitch, I could feel tears in my eyes and thought the worst was over when Whack, Whack, Whack, she was off again spanking my arse as hard as she could what a bitch. Then she ordered me to lay on my back on her bed, this I did so quickly because I didn`t want another spanking. I watched in silence as she removed her knickers and reached behind her back to unclip her bra, as it fell away I stared in awe at the two most glorious bosoms I had ever seen they were stood out proud and drooped a little also, with large brown circles around two hard nipples that looked like coat hooks, I could even see blue and green veins running through them, I thought, please God let me suckle on them and squeeze them, oh please! oh please! just this once. Mrs Hawkes now crawled towards me on the bed and said in her strict authoritarian voice “now Mr Chappy is where the real fun starts, I hope you are going to satisfy me and not let me down, it`s been three whole days since I was last satisfied by a young stud like you Roger” . My hands reached out on their own to fondle the two melons now hanging over me, I brought them together and squeezed them both, I then reached my head up to suck them and I did each nipple in turn, I felt her hand guide my erection into her sopping wet old cunt, then I felt her weight being lowered down onto my hard young cock, the heat of her wet cunt was tremendous and I had to hold on from coming, as she started to rock on my cock I reached out to play with the suspenders on the girdle, I thought back to how I used to handle my Mothers girdles in her underwear drawer at home when I was little, I ran my hands up the sides of the rigid corset type girdle feeling how it pulled her waist in, and then the two massive breasts sitting over the top of it. I layed back and watched how they bounced up and down with her fucking movements “Oh! Roger, your cock is so big and hard, I`m going to fuck you young man like you`ve never been fucked before, I want all your young spunk up inside me” She then rolled over and I got between her legs in the missionary position, the feeling of her tan nylons wrapped around me was terrific, I pushed and pumped as hard as I could really trying to hurt her, my arse was still sore from the spanking she had given me, her breasts were now wobbling all across her chest as I rammed my young cock as far up her as I could. “That`s it, fuck me you young bastard, give me all your cock, come up inside me, let me feel your hot white spunk shooting up inside my cunt” I couldn`t believe this was Mrs Hawkes talking so dirty, but I did as she asked and shot jet after jet of hot young spunk up inside her soaking wet cunt, she yelled out and was going into a fit of spasms as she had multiple orgasms with the effect of my spunk shooting up inside her. As the situation subsided she wrapped her motherly arms around me and said “Roger, you are the best ever, and any time you want to fondle my underwear just ask at work and I`ll let you touch me anywhere you want I`ll even let you suck my bosoms if you are discreet. Now that really was something to get excited about, the spanking had been worth it all the time. THE END.