Catherine
written by:
mcerotic

My latest stories seem to have got really long so here is a short one. I hope you enjoy

Catherine looked across her desk at the interview candidate. Fiona had just graduated high school. Catherine liked to hire smart high school graduates who had not been to college as her administrative assistants. They didn't have bad habits and she could train them herself. Plus they got very loyal, she had given them their first opportunity.

But she had another reason. She always made her assistants become her lovers, and she liked them young and only just ripe.

She also preferred them boyish. The girl across the desk was just the sort Catherine liked. Not too tall. Very small breasts. Short black hair. She'd interviewed another girl earlier but she was not so ideal, more curvy. The earlier girl didn't do anything much for Catherine's pussy but this girl had it quivering gently in anticipation of future fun.

"So I have just a few more questions," Catherine said.

Her strategy was to gradually get more and more personal with them, so they hardly noticed that they were being seduced. The skill of seducing a young girl was that it was over before they realized it had begun, even though it wasn't something overnight. It would take time.

"OK," said Fiona.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"But you've had boyfriends?"

"Yes. It's hard to get through high-school without...you know...doing it."

"Fucking."

Fiona blushed. "I thought it was best not to use that word."

"How many boys?"

"What does this have to do with my job?"

"I don't want any slutty behavior in the office."

"Two."

"Two boys or two times."

"Two boys. Maybe ten times in total. Once with one. The rest with the second."

Catherine thought that was the perfect number. Not a skittish virgin who had never spread her legs for anyone before. But not so many that sex wasn't still novel and thrilling and a little bit dirty. Her pussy quivered a little more as she mentally undressed the girl in front of her. She idly wondered if she was shaved and presumed she would be.

"OK," she said. "I'll hire you."

"Really?" said Fiona as if she couldn't believe it.

"But I expect total loyalty. I'll train you. But I'll strip you down and build you back up. Work is not high school."

She liked to slip in ambiguous words like ‘strip' with a sexual connotation.

"Gosh, I can't believe I've got a job."

"You can start on Monday, okay?"

"More than okay."

"You are cute," Catherine said.

Fiona blushed. "Well, thanks, I guess."

"We'll have fun. Not just work."

"I feel so inadequate. Like I haven't a clue how to do my job."

"Don't worry, I'm going to be a good teacher. If you do everything I say you'll do fine."

"What should I wear?"

"Wear whatever you want." She laughed. "Well, not shorts and a sports-bra or anything. This is an office. Then we'll go and buy you some appropriate clothes since I very much doubt you own any. The company will pay, of course."

"Wow. I guess I'll dress like I did for high school. Pants and a top. Or something like that."

"That's perfect. I'll see you on Monday then."

Fiona got up and left Catherine's office. Once she had gone, Catherine locked the door. She sat back down, lifted up her skirt and slipped her hand into her panties. She slipped a finger inside her cunt. She was not surprised to find how wet she was. She let out a little sigh as she let her finger, coated with her juice, drift up to her clit, already hard with desire.

She started to stroke herself as she imagined what Fiona would look like naked. Something she planned on finding out early the following week. Those cute little tiny tits. Her shaved pussy. Even the tight little virgin pucker of her asshole. She felt her orgasm begin as she imagined the first touch of Fiona's tongue on her pussy. Her pussy quivered with joy as she imagined it was not her own finger on her clit but her new administrative assistant's tongue. She let out a little moan of pleasure as her pussy throbbed with arousal and her finger coaxed the final moments of pleasure from her body. She pulled out her hand and licked her fingers, tasting the afterglow of her pleasure. She pushed her skirt back down and got back to work.

On Monday Fiona showed up. She was dressed conservatively in black pants, a white blouse and, although her breasts were small enough she didn't need the support, the hint of a white bra underneath. Catherine felt a little quiver of excitement. This was the week that the seduction would begin.

Catherine spent all day with Fiona. She taught her about spreadsheets and stuff. Fiona had learned something about it all in school but not enough to function in a modern business. The basics but not the database stuff, pivot tables, setting up a complete business model. Soon it was 4pm.

"Do you have to leave immediately?" Catherine asked.

"No, I guess."

"Then let's go buy you some professional clothes."

"Really?"

"Yes. I like to dress my assistants."

Fiona laughed nervously. "Not literally I hope."

Catherine almost blurted out that actually she preferred to undress her assistants before she realized it was too soon.

They went to Nordstrom. Catherine made Fiona tell her size and then picked out several outfits.

"Let's go try them on," she said.

The two of them walked to the fitting rooms. Catherine knew Fiona would expect her to stay outside but she had no intention of doing that. She followed closely behind her and they ended up together in the fitting room. She could sense Fiona's embarrassment but also knew she was too shy to ask her to leave.

"So let's see them on," Catherine said.

Fiona blushed. "But..."

"Don't worry. We're all girls. It's a hell of a lot faster this way."

"Okay," Fiona said doubtfully.

"Put this on."

Catherine held out one of the suits they had picked. She knew that to do that would require Fiona to take off her clothes down to her underwear. She couldn't wait to see her body, not naked, but the next best thing.

Fiona clearly didn't want to make a fuss on her first day so she meekly took off her blouse and pants. As quickly as possible she put on the suit that Catherine had selected. Of course not before Catherine had seen her in her underwear. Catherine felt a flutter of arousal. She realized that she had picked well during the interview process.

Catherine made Fiona try on all the outfits that they had brought into the dressing room. Each time she got a sight of Fiona's body. Her little white panties, nothing special. Her bra that was more for convention since her breasts were too small to require a bra. And, she knew, each time Fiona let Catherine see her in her underwear she was getting more relaxed about her body.

They picked a couple of the outfits and Catherine paid for them.

"Gosh, thanks," Fiona said.

"It's not me personally paying for them. It is the company."

"Even so. It feels like you are treating me to outfits I could not afford."

"Let's go and have a drink."

"I'm not 21."

"Good point. We can go to my hotel room."

"You have a hotel room?"

"I work out in the hotel across the road. Unless they are totally booked out they let me use a room for an hour or two for free. We give them a lot of business. They know I'm the decision-maker as to where our people stay when in-town and they have competition. It is Monday. They won't be booked out."

Up in the room, Catherine got two vodkas out of the minibar. The price was ridiculous, of course, but vodka was a lubricant to a girl's panties coming off. Plus, often, the hotel comped her on anything she drank. They didn't want to risk losing hundreds of room-nights over a few dollars of alcohol.

She added tonic and ice and the two girls drank from the unsatisfactory plastic cups. It would be so much better in a bar, of course. But that was one of the prices to pay for liking them so young. Old enough to fuck but not old enough to buy a beer for, which Catherine thought was ridiculous.

"Okay," Catherine said. "Let's get you some wonderful underwear."

"What?" Fiona said.

"I know nobody can see it. But it is important for me that my assistants wear really good underwear. It will give you confidence."

"Really?"

"It will. Trust me. That crap you are wearing is not going to make you feel good. We are going to get you some better stuff."

"Victoria's Secret?"

"No. That is only semi-good. We will buy you some really good stuff."

"Wow. Like where?"

"Back in the mall across the road. I know a place."

They left the hotel and crossed the road to the mall again. Catherine guided Fiona to a specialized underwear shop. Where she knew the assistant. Who would help with the next stage.

The assistant measured her and picked a few bras and some panties. Then the three of them went into the changing room.

"Slip those things off," the assistant said casually, as if it was totally normal for a woman's boss to be in there too watching. Fiona was clearly embarrassed but also too timid to do more than slowly slip off her pants and top, then take off her bra.

Catherine got to see Fiona's breasts for the first time. They were tiny but her nipples were not. Her areolas were like copper pennies, brown and small, but her nipples stuck out half an inch like those dowels you get in Ikea furniture. Light brown and hard. Well, not quite that long. Catherine realized she had involuntarily licked her lips.

"And the panties," the assistant said insistently.

Fiona slowly slipped her panties down.

Catherine was pleased that she had been right. Fiona was shaved, a nice smooth fleshy mound. She liked them shaved. It made them look even younger. Her pussy was hardly even visible. She wasn't one of those girls with a deep slit at the base of her belly, more like a hint of a furrow where her body curved back underneath her. Catherine couldn't wait to touch it. She felt a flutter of pleasure at the anticipation of the moment she would get to play with it.

Fiona tried on all the underwear and they picked some of the things that fitted well. A woman's bra-size and a bra's bra-size don't always match up that closely. They put all that they had selected into a bag and Catherine paid for everything.

"Let's go back to the hotel," Catherine said, knowing full-well that Fiona might hesitate and go home.

"Okay," she said without really thinking about it.

It was not that much later they were both lying on the bed with another vodka in their hands.

"How was it?" Catherine asked.

"I can't believe all the stuff the company bought me."

"You need to look good if you are going to be my assistant."

"Well, those clothes will do the trick I guess. They were so expensive."

"Not just the clothes. You look good without any."

Fiona blushed again. "I don't...well I know I'm not that bad looking but...nobody has told me about my body before."

"Your boyfriends didn't"

"I've only had one boyfriend. The first time was more of a hook-up. With one of my older brother's friends. I was only fifteen."

"So your boyfriend didn't tell you that you had a great body?"

"No. I don't think he ever got over the fact that I let him see it in the first place. Plus he'd never seen another body for comparison."

"He was a virgin the first time you fucked him?"

"Yes."

"You have a great body. Let me be the first person to tell you then."

Fiona blushed again. "Well, I'm surprised. I mean I don't have anything much in the breast department."

"Not everyone likes massive breasts."

"Gosh," Fiona said. "Boys all seem to go for the girls with the big boobs."

"Girls don't."

Catherine reached over and gently ran a hand over Fiona's breast. Of course she was still in a blouse and bra so it wasn't like touching her skin. Even so Fiona shivered slightly. But she did nothing to brush off her hand. Catherine left it there.

Catherine broke the embarrassing silence. "You have a lovely body even though you don't have D-cup breasts."

Fiona laughed. "I'd be happy to be big enough for a true A-cup. I'm so flat-chested it's embarrassing. It seems such a waste of money when I have to buy bras."

"Don't worry. There are plenty of people who love tiny tits. Me for one."

Catherine undid the buttons on Fiona's blouse. Fiona just lay there frozen, totally unsure of how to behave. Catherine opened up the blouse and pushed Fiona's bra up exposing her breasts. Catherine so wanted to kiss Fiona's nipples but decided that would be going too fast. She knew Fiona had never been touched by a woman before. Instead she took one nipple between finger and thumb and gently rubbed it. Fiona let out a little moan. Her nipple went rock-hard instantly. Catherine couldn't resist. She bent over and took Fiona's erect nipple between her teeth. She flicked it with her tongue as she gently nibbled it. Fiona was shivering, her eyes shut. Catherine's pussy was shivering too. She knew her panties would be damp. Fiona's too, she hoped.

Catherine knew that probably she could undo Fiona's pants and she wouldn't get stopped. But only probably. So she didn't want to risk it so soon. She would have to content herself with Fiona's breasts for now. She moved her mouth to the other nipple and felt Fiona's body twitch as she bit down on it. She stroked one of Fiona's thighs as she licked and nibbled. Her fingers were almost touching Fiona's pussy and it took real willpower for Catherine not to just move her fingers there and rub her through her pants. But that would be a treat for another day.

Reluctantly Catherine took her mouth from Fiona's breasts and lay back on the bed again. She took a sip of her vodka. Fiona opened her eyes as if she was unsure if she had been dreaming or not. Her boss was lying there casually sipping her drink, not the slightest sign that she had been tormenting her nipples a moment before. But her blouse was open and her bra was pushed up, so something must have happened. Fiona pulled her bra back down, clearly a bit embarrassed now, and buttoned up her blouse.

"I need to get home," she said.

"Did you have fun today?"

"I learned so much. Thank you. Plus the clothes. I can't thank you enough."

"You will learn much more. About work. And life."

In the office the next day Fiona was in one of the suits that they had bought the previous evening. Fiona came into Catherine's office.

"You look great in that," said Catherine. "Which underwear did you pick?"

"The cream silk ones."

"Show me."

"What do you mean?"

"Pull up your skirt and let me see how they look on you."

"Really?"

"Yes. You need to learn to do as I say. You can shut the door first though."

As if in a daze Fiona shut the office door, then stood in front of Catherine's desk and slowly pulled up her skirt. Gradually the cream panties came into view. And gradually Catherine's pussy started to flutter. Fiona pulled her skirt up around her waist so her panties were completely on view. Catherine could see the little bulge in the silk that she knew concealed Fiona's hairless fleshy mound.

"Nice," she said. "I hope you are wearing the matching bra."

"Of course," said Fiona. Without being asked she undid the buttons on her blouse and opened it up to reveal the cream bra. She stood there oozing sexuality, her blouse open, her skirt around her waist, her underwear on view. Catherine couldn't wait for the next phase of the seduction to begin.

"I am going on a business trip next Monday and Tuesday. You will come too."

She taught Fiona more about how to do her job during the week. But Sunday couldn't come fast enough. On Sunday evening they sat side by side on a plane to the town where their subsidiary was based. They got a taxi to the hotel.

"We have to share a room," Catherine said to Fiona as they walked into the lobby. "To keep expenses down."

Fiona gasped as they walked into their room.

"But there is only one bed."

"That's fine. We'll manage."

Of course Catherine had explicitly booked a room with a single king bed. A bed she was looking forward to sharing with Fiona.

"You can have the first shower," Catherine said. "What do you wear in bed?"

"Usually just a T-shirt."

"Panties?"

"Not normally."

"You like to be able to touch yourself, don't you?"

Fiona blushed a deep red.

Catherine laughed. "I can tell from the color of your face that I'm right. Do you do it every night?"

Fiona looked down as if it was something to feel guilty about. "Usually," she said quietly.

"Well I don't want tonight to be an exception."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to touch yourself. Just because I'm in bed with you is no reason to forgo your nightly pleasure."

"But...gosh...I've never even talked to another person about it before. Let alone actually do it alongside them."

"I can pretend to be asleep if you like. But I want you to finish."

"Finish?"

"Have an orgasm. You do have orgasms when you masturbate, don't you?"

"Yes. Although I might not be able to get there with you here too. I'll be so self-conscious."

"Would it help if I masturbated too?"

"Gosh...I have no idea. It might make it worse."

"I like to touch myself at night too. Every night. And I won't want tonight to be an exception either. That's not going to upset you is it?"

"No," said Fiona unconvincingly, as if she was used to having another woman masturbate alongside her.

"Go and have a shower and put your T-shirt on then."

Fiona went off to the bathroom. Catherine heard the shower go on and ten minutes later Fiona emerged in a T-shirt that came about halfway down her thighs. Her nipples poked through the thin material. Her face was pink. She was clearly somewhat aroused.

Catherine went and had a shower. She walked out of the bathroom naked. It was the first time Fiona had seen her body. She had medium sized breasts, much larger than Fiona's of course. A nice figure from yoga and working out. Her pussy was shaved but she kept a patch of hair above her slit. She liked her assistants to be shaved and girl-like but liked to keep a slightly more womanly look herself.

"I usually sleep in the nude," she said casually. It wasn't even true but tonight she didn't want to bother with anything.

Fiona was already in bed, lying there looking half-terrified as her naked boss slipped under the covers beside her.

"Did you do it yet?" Catherine asked.

"No," Fiona whispered.

"We'll do it together."

Both women spread their legs and started to stroke themselves. Catherine watched Fiona but Fiona had her eyes closed. Catherine stroked her clit but carefully avoided getting too close to orgasm. When her orgasm finally happened she wanted Fiona to be the one to deliver it.

"I've got a better idea," she said suddenly. "We do each other."

Without waiting for a response, she slid her hand between Fiona's legs, pushed her hand away and started to caress Fiona's pussy.

"You can't touch me there, you are a woman," Fiona said pushing Catherine's hand away."

Catherine just put her hand back again.

"No," Fiona said, pushing her hand away again.

Catherine put it back. She found Fiona's entrance and pushed her finger into her.

"Oh my god," Fiona moaned.

"Are you okay?" Catherine said quietly.

"Yes and no. My brain is not okay but...between my legs is loving it."

"Just go with your pussy's feelings."

"Oh wow," Fiona moaned as Catherine's finger slid back and forth in her pussy. Catherine noticed how wet and tight she was. Wet and tight and exciting. After finger-fucking her for a bit, she pulled her finger out and then slipped it up between Fiona's labia until she felt the unmistakable little point of her clit. She started to rub it gently, experimenting to see what seemed to elicit the most intense sounds of arousal before she finally settled in on a rhythm.

"Oh my god, it's going to happen already," Fiona moaned. Then it did. Her body jerked and then her hips started to thrust and her pussy throbbed with pleasure.

"Oh I'm cumming," she moaned unnecessarily.

Catherine flipped the bedcovers back and dived between Fiona's legs while she climaxed. She plunged her tongue into Fiona's throbbing pussy. Fiona barely noticed since she was lost in the excitement of her orgasm. Catherine swirled her tongue around inside Fiona as her orgasm slowly died away.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" Fiona said once she felt Catherine's tongue.

Catherine lifted up her head for a moment. "Licking you." Then she pressed her tongue back onto her pussy.

"Oh my god. I'm not a lesbian."

Catherine lifted her head again.

"You want me to stop?"

"No. It feels wonderful."

"Did you boyfriend lick you?"

"Never. I wanted him to. I wanted to experience it."

"And how is it?"

"Ethereal. Intimate. Arousing. Do it again."

Catherine lowered her head. Now she explored Fiona's pussy in a more leisurely way. She pushed her tongue inside and then let it slip up to her clit. She pushed it back inside again and then went the other way, until the tip of her tongue felt the rough pucker of her asshole. Fiona started to sigh and moan with pleasure again.

Catherine circled her tongue on Fiona's clit. She pressed a finger against her opening and slipped it inside her cunt. As her tongue danced on Fiona's clit she stroked her insides. Fiona was moaning continuously. It would not be long before her second orgasm of the evening.

Fiona's hips were making little tiny thrusts under Catherine's mouth as she got close. Catherine licked her clit a little harder and faster and finger-fucked her more vigorously.

"Nnnnggh," Fiona suddenly grunted. Her body jerked and shook and she was moaning. "Oh that's so good, don't stop, yes, yes." Her hips thrust a little harder as she fucked Catherine's tongue.

Fiona lay there limp for a moment. Then she opened her eyes.

"Fuck that was something," she said.

"How do you mean?"

"I'm embarrassed," Fiona said. "I'm still not used to talking about sex as if I'm grown up."

"Don't feel embarrassed."

"I've never cum with someone before. Only with...you know...my finger."

"You never came with your boyfriend?"

"No. He never worked out my anatomy enough to...keep going for long enough in the right spot."

"Boys can be a bit clueless about what we have between our legs."

Fiona laughed. "That's an understatement."

"Do you want to try it?"

"What?"

"Licking. I want you to lick me."

"This is so weird. I'm not a lesbian but I loved it when you fingered me and licked me. At least my body did. But licking you seems...I don't know...a challenge."

Catherine spread her legs.

"You like challenges," she said.

Fiona moved between Catherine's thighs. She lowered her head close to her pussy.

"Oh gosh I've never seen one before. Up close."

"Just push your tongue against it. Anything will feel good. Then try and imagine your tongue is your finger and you are doing yourself like you do each night."

Fiona pushed her tongue onto Catherine's pussy. Catherine's pussy fluttered with excitement, partially from the tongue and partially because she had managed to get her little young assistant to finally do her. It would be easy to get her to go further now.

"That's right, like that," Catherine sighed as Fiona experimented with how to move her tongue amongst her folds.

"Put a finger in me. Like I did with you."

"You did? I guess I was so far gone I didn't even notice."

Fiona's finger tentatively probed between Catherine's lips seeking the entrance.

"Yes, there," Catherine said as Fiona's finger nestled in her opening. Slowly Fiona pushed inside as if she was afraid of hurting Catherine.

"Now lick my clit and finger me. I'll cum in no time."

Fiona's tongue rubbed on Catherine's clit. She was a bit rough and inexperienced but nothing would stop Catherine cumming that night.

"Keep going," Catherine sighed. Her orgasm was welling up inside her. And then it burst. "Oh fuck you clever girl you did it. Oh, oh, oh, wow it is strong." Her body throbbed with ecstasy as her assistant's tongue and finger drove pleasure into her.

Catherine reached down and put her hand on Fiona's head. "Enough," she said.

Catherine pulled Fiona up alongside her, wrapped her arms around her and kissed her for the first time.

"Are you a lesbian?" Fiona said.

"No. I like cocks too."

"So do I. Not that I have had that many."

The two women kissed again. This time Catherine drove her tongue into Fiona's mouth. After a short crisis of confidence, Fiona responded and the two women's tongues jostled together.

"We'd better get some sleep," Catherine finally said. "We have a long day in the office tomorrow."

During the day they reviewed the business performance of the subsidiary they were visiting. Catherine couldn't wait for the moment when they were back in their hotel room alone again and her assistant would be out of her business clothes. Out of her clothes completely.

Up in the room Fiona looked embarrassed, unsure of what she should be doing. Catherine lay on the bed watching her.

"Strip for me," she said.

"I don't really know how."

"Start by taking off your jacket. Then undo your blouse. Take off your pants. Then tease me a bit, undo your bra but hold it against your breasts so I have to wait a little before I get to see them. Finally, turn so your back is to me and slip off your panties. Give me a good look at your ass before you slowly turn around and I get the full naked girl effect. Wait, I've got a better idea. Come and lie on the bed and I'll do it for you first."

Fiona slid onto the bed as Catherine got to her feet. She stood there swaying as if dancing to the non-existent music. She let her suit jacket slip off her shoulders and put it on the chair. Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse, opened it up and it joined her jacket. She undid the clip on her pants, undid the zipper, turned her back to Fiona and slowly lowered them. Since she was wearing a thong, her ass was nicely on view.

She turned back to face Fiona, just in bra and panties. She reached behind and undid the clasp. Then, holding her bra against her breasts, she pulled the straps off her shoulders. She slowly lowered the bra so that her breasts gradually came into view. She tossed the bra onto the pile of clothes on the chair. Once again she turned her back to Fiona and slipped the waistband of her thong over her hips and let it fall to her ankles. She could sense Fiona's eyes on her ass. Slowly she turned around completely naked and showed Fiona her pussy.

"Your turn," she said as she got onto the bed.

Fiona stood and took off her jacket. In a moment she was down to her bra and panties. Just as Catherine had done, she unclasped her bra but held it onto her breasts. Then she turned away from Catherine and tossed the bra onto the chair. Slowly she slipped her panties down. She put her hand over her pussy and an arm across her breasts and turned back to face Catherine.

"You aren't allowed to see," she said.

"You tease."

"OK, just my breasts," Fiona said as she moved her arm, still keeping a hand covering her pussy.

"You want to see it don't you? My pussy."

"I do. Show it to me."

"And what does it get if I show it to you?"

"I'll fuck it."

"That sounds fun. OK. Three, two, one."

Fiona held her arms out wide, hiding nothing of her naked body. Catherine was pleased with her choice of assistant. She was just the perfect mixture of boyishness and girliness. Little tiny tits. A young girl hairless pussy. Not really a curvy feminine figure. Short hair. She was the perfect androgynous teenager. Catherine felt her pussy flutter with desire. A desire that she knew she could satisfy, that now Fiona would do whatever she wanted.

"You really do have a lovely body," Catherine said as she inspected her assistant.

Catherine got up off the bed and went to her suitcase.

"You know you said you like cocks. Well, I brought one with me."

She pulled a large plastic cock out of the case. It was realistically shaped, a realistic flesh color, and very large. She reached into the case again and pulled out a harness.

"Wow, it's big," said Fiona."

Catherine laughed. "Bigger than your ex-boyfriend I guess."

"For sure. Scary big. Are...I'm not sure how to phrase it...are there men that size?"

"Not many. But a few."

Catherine strapped the harness on with the cock. She stood there, a naked woman with an incongruous big pink cock. She reached into her case again and took out a small plastic bottle of lube. She dribbled some on the cock. Then, as if she was a man masturbating, she stroked the cock to spread the lube all over it.

"Lie on the bed and spread your legs," she said.

Fiona got onto the bed, lay on her back, and pulled her knees up towards her chest so that her little shaven pussy was completely exposed. Catherine moved onto the bed and positioned the cock so that it was just nuzzling between Fiona's lips. She pushed her hips forward and a little of the knob of the cock vanished into her assistant.

"Fuck it is enormous," Fiona said.

"It'll stretch you."

"It's like my first time all over again. Go slowly. It is hurting."

Catherine pulled back a little and then pressed forward, pushing the huge dildo a little further into Fiona. She gradually worked it in, doing her best not to really hurt Fiona but also enjoying the fact that she was causing a little discomfort. A little discomfort was sexy, like a light spanking. Finally she got it buried totally inside. Fiona was moaning and sighing with pleasure, her eyes shut, lost in her own world of arousal.

Catherine started to fuck Fiona hard, ramming the plastic cock into her cunt, her now wet and welcoming cunt. Fiona was moaning and groaning, her mind overwhelmed by her pussy. The cock slid easily inside Fiona's slick hole.

"Oh god that's so good," Fiona moaned as the plastic invaded her cunt. "Better than my boyfriend."

"Bigger for sure," Catherine said.

Fiona laughed. "Yeah. But fuck me hard. It feels so good."

"Will you cum?"

"I never have before. But maybe. It feels close."

Catherine fucked Fiona vigorously, roughly, enthusiastically. Fiona was moaning and thrusting her hips back up against the plastic cock each time it slid into her.

"Oh my god I think I'm going to cum," she squealed.

Her body froze and then she was shaking and moaning and quivering.

"Fuck me, yes, oh my god I've never cum like this. Fuck me harder. Don't stop."

Fiona's body shook with pleasure as Catherine remorselessly rammed the dildo into her cunt. Catherine bent down and kissed Fiona as she orgasmed, still thrusting the cock into her pussy as her tongue thrust into her mouth,

"Oh yes," Fiona moaned, "That is so good."

Catherine pulled the plastic cock out of Fiona as her orgasm faded. She bent down and gently used the very tip of her tongue to caress Fiona's clit as she gradually came down from her orgasmic high.

"Oh wow, you know how to pleasure a girl," Fiona sighed. She looked down at her boss between her legs gently touching her clit, knowing just how hard to touch given how sensitive it was after an orgasm.

Catherine finally stopped licking and the two women cuddled on the bed.

"We'd better go for dinner, I suppose," she said. "And afterwards..."

"Yes?"

"You wear the harness and fuck me."

"Wow. OK. You know I've never done anything like this before?"

"I know. But I also know you are a fast study. You'll learn in no time."

Back in the office a day later Fiona brought Catherine a cup of coffee from the break-room.

"I'm so horny," said Catherine. She was on the point of ordering Fiona to lick her but she really wanted her to volunteer on her own. The last stage of her training. When she anticipated Catherine's desires before she even expressed them.

"Let me do you," said Fiona. She reached up under Catherine's skirt and pulled off her panties. Catherine spread her legs. Fiona plunged her tongue deep into her boss. Her boss lay back, pleased at her choice of assistant. For the next couple of years she would have a daily orgasm to go with her coffee. Life was good.

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