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 After Hours Part 1 by Ivor Smallone EDITED

   Big shy Jacky was completing her evening office cleaning job, it was a
little after 8:00 pm, she was meant to be finished by eight but often ran
over by half an hour.  Derek the company MD was still in his office again,
she preferred it when she had the building to herself, it was the last
office she had to clean.  She hesitated, she didn't want to disturb him but
didn't want to leave it uncleaned either.  He was quite nice to her the
last time she interrupted him to clean his room.  He had invited her in,
but it had made her feel nervous, she was sure he spent more time watching
her than his PC screen as she quickly cleaned his room that last time.

   She hesitantly knocked on his office door.  "Come in" his confident
voice boomed back.  "Sorry to disturb you sir but uh, but can I clean your
office now.  It's...  it's the last one."

   "Come on in." Derek replied rolling his chair right back from his desk
and looking her up and down.  "Come here love" he continued nodding his
head towards a chair just to the side of his.

   Jacky came forward and stood nervously next to the chair wondering what
he wanted.  "Sit down dear" he said.  She nervously sat on the office
chair, it creaked under her weight in the quiet office.  He swivelled his
chair now facing her directly.

   "I've heard good things about you Jacky, heard that you do a very good
job keeping the offices clean.  Making that extra little effort to keep
everything just right.  I thought I'd tell you personally, this sort of
thing doesn't go unnoticed here, we are very pleased with the work you have
been doing.  As you know it's getting to the end of your 3 month
probationary period and you've certainly ticked most of the boxes, very
good."

   "Why T...  thank you sir.  I...  I do try to do a good job...  not uh,
not just because it's my uh, my trial period." Most of the boxes thought
Jacky what does that mean.

   Derek was continuing, "I can see that Jacky, I have an eye for that sort
of thing." Jacky thought he looked down at her big chest he said that, she
felt a bit self couscous.  Still it was nice that even the top boss had
noticed the effort she'd been making.

   Jacky felt a bit uncomfortable in the silence for a moment or two before
Derek started speaking again.  "Don't you find working between six to eight
each evening interferes with your social life Jacky?  A young girl like
you, I thought you'd be out partying?" "Oh I don't do that sort of..."
Jacky voice petered out feeling embarrassed, then continued on another
tack. "The hours suit me good sir.  I can look after my mum while my dad's
out at work, and then come here when he's back home."

   This was just the sort of information Derek was interested in, it
sounded like the 22 year old had no boyfriend or social life, her big body
probably never helped her there either.  She has a pretty enough round
face, framed with long dark hair and her large body had a nice round arse
and big tits, the sort of body Derek had been wondering about recently,
what would it be like to handle one like that.  Okay he wouldn't want a
partner like that, but now he was 40 it was time for him to tick off some
of the things on his personal 'to-do' list before he got too old, a big
young 22 year old fitted the bill perfectly, his sex life with his wife was
feeling decidedly stale after fifteen years.  Jacky could look very sexy
indeed if she wore better stuff and used some make-up.  Yes it all fitted,
right time, right place and right girl, he started to get hard thinking
about controlling the big shy girl in front of him.

   "There's a special cleaning job I want you to do for me this evening
Jacky.  You're ok with that Jacky aren't you?" "Y...  yes uh of course"
Jacky replied nervously.  There was something, something about the
atmosphere that was now making her feel very nervous as she sat in front of
the MD in the empty building.

   "Its a personal cleaning job but of course you knew that Jacky, we both
know you are a smart girl and know how to handle this." She nodded her head
not daring to speak, what the hell was this about, he'd put a funny
emphasis on personal.

   He took her hand smiling at her and slowly placed it on the lump of his
trousers!  Oh my god, Jacky gasped loudly in surprise.  He'd put her hand
on his thing, she immediately, instinctively tried to pull it away but he
held it there looking at her calmly.  "It's ok, it's just another cleaning
job, no need to panic" he said quietly reassuringly.  Jacky didn't feel
reassured.

   What did he mean a cleaning job; her hand was still on the bulge, she
felt it had got bigger.  God she could feel its shape and the heat from it
through his suit trousers.  She stopped trying to pull her hand back, it
wasn't working.  This just didn't seem real, she was here in the office
with her hand resting on, resting on a bulge in the MDs trousers.

   "I'll talk you through the cleaning process love, it might be a bit
unfamiliar to you.  I know your okay with this aren't you?" Jacky found
herself nodding her head, shit what did she do that for, this wasn't right.
Derek smiled back approvingly.  His hand was still lightly resting on hers
on his hot thing.  God does he want me to wash his willie, there was no way
she could do that.

   "Slide down onto your knees dear it will be easier like that." Jacky
looked into his eyes, what!  She couldn't do that, kneel in front of him
like that, what is he talking about.  He stared back into her eyes saying
nothing.  After a few seconds she couldn't stand his eyes looking into hers
any more, she looked away, down to the small area of carpet between them.
She could see their hands at his crutch in her peripheral vision, she felt
her eyes being drawn towards there but kept staring at the carpet, this
must be some sort of dream, this couldn't be happening.

   Perhaps she should just kneel on the floor, they couldn't stay like this
all evening.  The hot bulge was still there, it wasn't reducing, perhaps it
even got a bit bigger and hotter.

   After a few more moments she slowly awkwardly slid down onto her knees,
she now definitely felt the thing grow a bit more under her hand as he kept
it in position as her knees bumped down onto the carpet.  Derek stroked her
face softly, she wanted to pull back from the hand but something in her
head stopped her.  "That's a good girl" he soothed, "That's a good girl".

   God what was she doing kneeling in front of the MD like this, she'd
never knelt like this in front of anyone, it felt so, so subservient. 
Derek finally moved his hand from over hers.  "Look at me love, look up at
me." he was saying.  She looked up into his eyes, god this was terrible he
seemed so...  so dominating there.

   He stroked her face lightly again.  "The cleaning job I have for you
Jacky is to clean my cock.  You will clean my clock as I direct you using
your tongue and mouth.  I want you to put in the same care and attention
into it as you do as with the rest of your cleaning duties." Jacky looked
into his eyes in disbelief, she'd never put anything like that even close
to her mouth before, never mind in the current circumstances, this was
humiliating beyond words.  A boyfriend had tried to encourage to do that
sort of thing once.  She'd ended walking the 2 miles home and never seen
him again.

   Derek continued, "Mind you knew it would be something like this Jacky
didn'y you, the moment you got down there you knew.  Now carefully undo
those flies, these trousers have got too tight for me with you there."

   This was way too much for Jacky, there was no way she could do this,
he'd picked the wrong girl, if she lost her job she'd lost it, ideal hours
or not.  "No, no I can't do that Mr Stevens sir.  Sorry I can't do this,
if, if you sack me you sack me." Jacky blurted out looking at the floor,
tiers starting to run from her eyes.

   "Jacky dear I'm not going to sack you, there is no need for you to think
that." Jacky felt some relief then Derek stroked her face some more, she
look her hand away from the bulge feeling a great relief of tension, but
something was still not quite right.

   Derek gently took her face in his hands and tilted it towards his, she
looked up into his eyes, she didn't have much option.  "I didn't get to
where I am without helping my staff Jacky.  I know you can do this job,
just as I know you can clean the dust from my shelves.  You just need the
right training.  Now you just take things one step at a time dear.  I will
help you all the way I know you can do this."

   Oh god, Jacky thought it was over but no, Mr Stevens had other ideas. 
"You know how to undo a zip Jacky don't you?" Jacky eyes went down to the
floor again a big shudder ran through her, she couldn't do this, her eyes
were watering again.  Derek's hands went to her shoulders and shook her
lightly, he repeated "You know how to undo a zip girl now do it, don't let
me down, do it now".

   Jacky's shaking hands slowly went to it, she pulled down the zip, god
I'm doing this, I'm actually doing it she thought in disbelief.  "And the
belt and top fastener." continued Derek keeping his voice steady and
authoritive.

   Her shaking hands were pulling at his belt now, she really was doing it.
Derek felt a surge of adrenaline and power, it was actually working, he was
taking control of the big shy girl, she was doing as she was told. 
Excellent.

   He pulled his stomach in to make it easier for Jacky to get his trousers
undone, he felt impressed at the way his throbbing dick was tenting out his
trousers it looked huge, so obscene.  Jacky was trying to ignore the huge
bulge there as she finished undoing his trousers, but she'd never seen a
bulge like it.

   Derek lifted his butt off the chair a little and quickly pulled his
trousers and pants down, dropping them to his ankles he sat back down, his
throbbing member was sticking straight out, he couldn't remember the last
time he'd seen it that hard.

   Jacky gasped and gazed at the thing, she'd never really seen one looking
quite like that, she wasn't a virgin but quite honestly her sex life had
been very limited.

   Derek was talking again "You can poke your tongue out girl can't you, go
on push your tongue out, show it to me.  Jacky wasn't sure why but she
looked him in the eye and did it.  What did he think, that she was really
incapable of pushing out her tongue.

   Derek was taking hold of her hand again, before she could work out what
he was doing he'd taken her hand and rubbed her fingers along the hard bare
shaft.  She was shocked but surprised by the velvety feel, it was very hard
but sort of soft, velvety.  She'd never stroked a cock lightly with her
finger like this before.  Something sort of jumped inside her as her finger
ran onto the bump of the bulbous head for a fraction of a second.

   Oh what am I doing she thought as Derek started sliding her fingers back
down the side of the shaft.  "See easy enough, all you have to do is this
with your tongue a few times and it's cleaned." Jacky wondered if she could
do it, then tried to push the thought to the back of her mind.  Should she
do it oc course not, but...  If she slid her tongue along each side and
perhaps the front and back, the job would be over, she would have done what
was asked of her, finished, over.

   Looking at that big thing now, and almost felt compelled to try it. 
Derek was still stroking it with her fingers.  The thought of doing that
half an hour ago would have been a complete non starter.  But looking at it
now she almost wanted to feel what it was like with her tongue, or at least
get this over with.

   Derek moved her hand closing it around the shaft, she was actually
holding the shaft in her soft podgy hand now.  She looked at the cock in
her hand, she had sort of held one in her hand a few times in the past but
it didn't feel quite like this and she'd not seen her hand holding one
before.  She even gave it a small squeeze it was very hard.  She realised
that the squeeze had caused Derek to suck in a big breath, he liked that.

   Derek's hand had gone behind her head, oh god he was pushing her face
towards it, she could smell its musky aroma, she noticed the part of it's
head not coved with his foreskin was soaking wet, it dripped as she got
closer.  She quickly decided to do as instructed, as her mouth got close
she steared it away from the wet head and put her lips to the side of the
velvety shaft.  She pushed her tongue out and lightly rubbed it up and down
the side of the shaft, she suddenly wanted to show Derek she'd understood
what he'd said.  "Good girl" he gasped, Jacky was surprised at his
emotional voice now, the authoritative MD voice gone.  Was what she was
doing really causing that, her stomach fluttered a mixture of fear and
excitement.

   Derek was moving her head, making her lips and tongue move the full
length of the shaft, she could feel the start of the bulbous head near the
stroke top.  Derek was giving her more orders.  "Grip the shaft and slide
the foreskin right back" he gasped.

   Jacky wasn't sure what he meant, his hand slipped over hers again and
guided it.  she saw from very close range the glistening head pop fully
from its sheath.

   This was becoming just too much for Derek this was more exciting than
he'd ever imagined it would be, getting a big reluctant naive girl doing
what he wanted.  He needed to cum, he needed to cum in her mouth very soon.

   He moved her head to the other side of his shaft.  Without him guiding
this time she ran her soft lips and tongue lightly along its length.  "Oh
yes..  yes...  Good...  very good." he hissed.  He couldn't take much more.


   After a few more moments he took her face firmly in in his hands.  He
moved it in front of him and pushed the head of his dick slowly between her
lips.  He felt a shudder run through her body, but she opened her mouth
wide and he entered her mouth.  "Good girl, clean that head with your
tongue now" he gasped.  Jacky lightly felt the big intrusion in her mouth
then lightly flicked it with her tongue.  "Oh god yes", Derek breathed
pushing a lot deeper into her mouth.

   Jacky was starting to feel panicky as Derek was thrusting right to the
back of her mouth now, she felt like she was going to choke.  He held her
head tightly she had no control as he pushed in and out of her.

   "God I'm going to cum get ready", he gasped.  Get ready?  What could she
do, she could hardly breath.  Suddenly she felt his cockhead swell a little
more.  Next she realised it was squirting deep into her mouth and throat.
She couldn't breathe, she instinctively swallowed the stuff down trying to
clear her throat to breath, Derek pushed into her even deeper groaning
loudly...

   He suddenly stopped still breathing very heavily, he pulled back so his
cock head was only just resting in her mouth, she swallowed down the last
of the goo and breathed deep and fast as well, trying to recover from the
lost air.  She felt his dick rapidly softening in her mouth, she knew it
was over.  So that's what giving someone a blow job is like she vaguely
thought.  Her emotions were in turmoil.  Derek made her clean off his now
soft dick with her tongue before putting it away.

   He had one more degrading thing to do before he left.  He stuffed 50
pounds into her hand and said "Get yourself a skirt, I don't want to see
you in those big black legging all of the time" and he was gone.

   Jacky just sat there for 20 minutes before leaving, she never cleaned
his room, stuff him she thought and I'll keep his bloody money as well, she
locked up and left.

   End of part 1

   Please email any comments, always nice to hear what people think, good
or bad.

   Ivor.  email: ismallone@yahoo.co.uk