Something 'On account'.......

My first job, at the tender age of 16, was in an engineering firm. They made pretty boring stuff - steel buildings and conveyors - and the 'pickings' as far as female interest were concerned were thin on the ground to say the least. It was very much a male dominated environment. That's the boring 'scene-setting' bit over, but I sure you can relate to that scenario. The ONLY three women working in the office area of the company were all 40yrs+ - there was Phyllis (who looked like the c***d catcher in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang!), Lisa (who was as fit as a butchers dog, but unfortunately looked like one too) and Joan. Joan was the lady in charge of accounts and booking keeping. In point of fact, she was the ONLY person in accounts and booking keeping, and she sat in a small office on her own, day in day out, with only pack of 20 Rothmans for company. Part of my job, as the youngest lad in the office, was to run the mail and everything else to whoever in the offices. With Joan, I had to go to her office at least once a day. She was always friendly right from the start, but she put me in mind too much of the deputy head teacher at the school I had just left - and she was well into her 50's! - for me to find her in anyway 'appealing'. But, the rumours were that Joan was from a quite wealthy f****y and you could tell she didn't trifle with cheap clothes - always immaculately turned out in tweed 'twin-set', pearl neckace (a real one, you pervs!!!!) and what were always clearly an expensive pair of shoes - usually with quite high heels.... ;-) (with me yet???) Now, can I just remind you that I was 16, and had only a couple of months before, got laid for the first time, so a load of the little 'clues and signs' still went right over my head... Okay, fast forward about 16 months and we are approaching Christmas. Now at this company, the staff made their own arrangements for a Xmas bash - the moss was a boring old fart and NEVER got involved. So, the older guys thought it would be a good idea if the trainees (of which I was the youngest) made all the arrangements. So we got down to it, and I have to say we made a reasonably good job of arranging a disco and buffet in one of the local pubs. Now, on the last working day before Xmas, Joan came up into our office and called out "I have a little announcement. Mr Smith (not his real name) has decided to break with tradition as you have all put him to shame, and hold a small drinks party in his office at 3pm.... with 'nibbles'....." We all looked at each other. 'Nibbles?'.... we all asked in unison! "Well...." replied Joan, "Some of you....... 'may' find out later......" and she turned on her, actually quite attractive, heels and left the room. "Nibbles eh!" said John, my manager, and all the other guys sniggered. I didn't have clue what they were on about......... but THAT was all to change later that afternoon.... At 3pm we all duly crawled into Mr Smith's office and there was a surprising large array of drinks and a rather nicely prepared buffet. We were all VERY surprised. The three ladies were already in the room, and one or two (Joan and Lisa) had clearly already 'been at the sherry.......' (ha ha!) So, after we had all had a few drinks and the odd chicken drumstick, Mr Smith cleared his throat and made the obligatory speech about how well we had done that year etc etc - blah blah blah! While this was going on, I became aware that Joan and Lisa had quietly moved through the group gathered and we standing behind and to the side of me. When Mr Smith had finished, they 'locked me down' in conversation. Have you got a girlfriend? What sort of woman do you go for? etc etc all the usual ones which need a drink or two before they start to flow! Then Lisa just came out with "Had ya cock sucked yet?" - I nearly spat my drink all over the guy standing in front of me! I went as red as a beetroot and was TOTALLY lost for words.... Joan grinned..... "Someone has had someone 'NIBBLING' at his willy, has he??????" she grinned. Just at that moment, her announcement in the office earlier came flying back into my mind - OH SHIT!!!!!!!! NOW I knew what 'nibbles' meant! I was SOOOOO surprised this was coming from Joan! Lisa I could understand (she was built like an athlete, despite being in her late 40's), but JOAN??????? Joan looked round to check where Lisa was, and couldn't see her anywhere. "I have something I'd like you to see in my office" Joan whispered in my ear. Her hand took a tight grip of mine and she almost yanked me off my feet as she led me from the office to hers. I will NEVER forget the face of one Brian, one of the older guys, as I was pulled through the office door - he knew what was going to happen (probably been there before!) and had a MASSIVE smile on his face! Joan gripped my wrist tightly so I couldn't back out. With her other hand, she deftly took her office keys from her jacket pocket, opened her office door, and led me through. Once inside, she turned and locked us in. "My, my.... a nice looking young lad like you, and no lucky girls' ever had your cock in her mouth?????? Oh dear, dear. We're going to have to put that right, aren't we...." I was just speechless! Half of me was panic-sticken, but the other half just couldn't get my cock out of my trousers quick enough! Joan just grinned, and slowly bent down at her knees, until she was level with my zip. She moved my hands away (which were pretty useless anyway!) and slowly and carefully she pulled my zip down, undid my belt and folded down my trousers and pants. My cock was already fully up and twitching like mad! And I knew I wasn't going to be able to last too long - for someone who I had thought was just a 'startchy old maid' (she had never married), Joan was turning me on like no girl had ever done up till then. She gently took hold of my cock. "My, my, aren't we a big boy, hmmmmmm....?" I had never even thought about the size of my cock up till then. I was just my cock and that was that. None of the girls I had dated had ever commented on it one way or the other, but Joan was CLEARLY determined I should know how I 'measured up'... "I've had longer" she said, "But NEVER one as think as this!!!!". She looked up at me with a kindly smile on her face, and while she looked me in the eye, she opened her mouth, took my tip inside and closed her lips around my shaft. Then she started sucking and sliding up and down, slowly at first, then more intensely. It was FUCKING FANTASTIC! I undid my shirt and dropped it on her desk. She kept my cock in her mouth, but took her tweed jacket off and dropped it behind her. Her blouse followed, revealing some extremely nice underwear and a superb pair of tits - far better than you would have imagined and, of course, always concealed from view by the tweed jackets she wore. She lid her hand around my balls, gently caressing them. She came up for air for a second to gasp "Get hold of my head and push it back and forward till you like the pace luv..". I did as I was told. I was in 7th heaven!!!!! " A few minutes later she came up for air again.... "you won't last long this time, luv (nice!) - why don't you just wank me a pearl necklace..." I looked puzzled. Seems hard to believe 34 years later, but I had not heard that expression before and didn't have a clue what she meant. She looked at my face and worked it out. "let me take this off" she said as she removed her bra to reveal her beautifully rounded globes, ".... and this" as she reached behind her head and took off the real pearls! "Now what I want you to do is wank yourself off, and make sure you come here" - she gestured towards her 'decolletage'. Obviously there was a look on my face which said I was not too sure about this. "Luvvy, if you cane do this for a woman, she will have you in her bed forever...." WOW! I thought! So, I grabbed hold of my pole and got to it. After a couple of minutes, I could feel myself starting to reach the point of no return, and Joan could see it in my face... "Come on luvvy, splatter me with your hot sticky cum!!!!!" and with that I exploded onto her tits, her chest, chin, mouth, face, in her hair - everywhere within range basically! I had never shot my load as f***efully, or by as much, as that before with anyone. I was amazed at how much cum had shot out of my cock, and my balls were aching with the release of the pressure that had built up. Joan groaned with pleasure and ran her fingers al through every bit of my stick goo which was slowly making its way downwards over her body. "Lisa wanted to be the first to 'do' you, luvvy. But I thought I'd get there first" she looked up at me with a wry smile on her face. Lisa????? LISA???????? FUCKING LISA??????? I just couldn't believe it! Now I had lusted after her body from 'afar', but NEVER thought that she would be interested. And now I had learned that for the last 18 months since I started there, Lisa had wanted to get her hands on me cock too! BUGGER!!!!!!!!! "Wait till she finds out about this, luvvy" said Joan "Does she have to?" I asked, rather stupidly. "Have to? Oh she WILL" said Joan. And she was right. Joan and I got cleaned up, and joined the party again. Joan wet off in a corner with Lisa and they were having a very giggly, girly chat. At the Xmas Bash that evening, I found out what the chat was all about. About half way through the evening in the pub, Lisa (who had left her hubby at home..... ;-) came over to me and whispered in my ear "I hear Joan has a new necklace then....?" "Er, well,..... er, er...." I stumbled. Lisa chuckled. "Do you know what I'd like....?" she said, faking a coy look...I stumbled a reply again. "I'd like . . . a nice piece of pork..... but you haven't got any on the buffet table....." she pouted, making out she was 'displeased'..! She took me by the hand, just like Joan had, and lead me to the back of the bar and past the toilets. There was a small staircase there which I had not noticed before, and she lead me up it to a small function room above..... And what happened there is the subject of my next story...... Ha ha! Gotcha!!!!! See you on the next one ;-)