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When I finished high school a teacher got me a job working for small company as an office clerk. There was an old Mexican man who worked there, he was the bookkeeper. He would touch me, like touch my butt cheek, or touch my breast. I was too young to know what to do. One afternoon he locked the door to his office while I was in there and he held me down on his desk while he pushed my pants down. He was already between my legs and I was rocking back and forth to keep his penis from penetrating me when the door was bust open, and the man from the warehouse walked in. The man who attacked me was hurt badly, he had to be hospitalized, and of course was fired. I became the favorite of my savior.
One day very gently he held me down with his hands and kissed me all over my pussy. He licked back and forth and then pushed his tongue between my lips to lick the inside. I kept my legs open and held his head with both of my hands. I wanted him to enter me, to fuck me. He was gentle, he entered slowly, looking in my eyes and I smiled back at him until he was completed and he withdrew from my now very wet pussy.
Today with a clear head I know that it was my place to reward him for taking that old man off of me. I let him have as much sex as he wanted until one day he told me he was leaving. I have never had office sex since sex then. But I look at my young female workers with all their anger and bravado. How much they would like having a man who wants them. I tell them but they tell me they want to be professional and that they don't need a man in their life. They really do not know what they are missing.
My wife, when she was 17, took a job with the father of one of her school friends.
She said it did not take long before this 'dad' was brushing his hand across her rear,
or looking up her shorter skirts when "taking notes" with him. Even though she was not big breasted he'd lean over her desk and 'down-blouse' her every chance he got.
She said that in that decade everything a teen girl wore was tight or short!....so she had a time with this guy's eyes and hands!
Finally, one day when she was wearing a short light-summery dress, he brought her into his office, called around to his side of the desk next to himself "to show me something" on a bill. When I bent forward next to him - I suddenly felt his hand on the back of my thigh....
She said she 'froze' at his boldness, and at being touched like this by an adult male.
She said he seemed to take that as her acceptance - because he then slid his hand all the way up to the crotch of her bikini panties - where he dug a finger into her panties over "my butt-hole and at the same time he tried to push my panties into my vagina with his thumb!"
He had the nerve to ask me if I liked that!
Finally - I fully realized that I was being groped by a boss - as I'd read about so many times - and reached behind my thighs, took his wrist and removed his hand from my crotch. "I'm 17 and your daughter's best friend, Mr Carson!"
I tugged my panties back over my bottom, left his office and called my father to come pick me up.
My Dad never got all the specifics from me - but he had an idea.
"That was the first of many such experiences with a supervisor over the next 25 years!"