[stockinglover21]

The following weeks fell into a comfortable pattern. She said to me her “job” was to please me and she did. She arrived in work about 30 minutes before me. She would arrive in her “wife” clothes. Trousers and jumper or dress and leggings or thick tights and underneath plain cotton knickers and a boring bra.

By the time I had arrived she had changed into “my secretary” clothes. The button dresses were rarely worn (kept for when we were outside the office together), now it was very short (just covering her butt short) very tight dresses. Always seamed stockings with a suspender belt (full on show as dresses were so short). Never a bra and knickers were occasional.

Who needs viagra when you walk into your office and your secretary stands up to greet you, her dress does not cover her pussy and she is standing there in seamed stockings and suspenders waiting to hug and kiss you. I do not care how old you are, you will be rock hard. In fact you will be stiff on the train on the way in because you know what you will see.

By the time you have taken your coat off and sat down a coffee has materialised on your desk and she is there. She may be sitting with her legs apart willing you to look or she may have taken off her dress and is standing there naked except for the stockings and suspenders. Whatever, it does not matter you just want to fuck her there and then. Sometimes she wants that. Fast and hard bent over my desk. Other times she unzips me, takes me into her mouth and sucks the life out of me. What is never in doubt is that I will ejaculate within 30 minutes of walking through the door.

Life is so so good I just wish I had found her 10 years earlier (not really as she would have been underage but my sentiment is clear). My wife keeps asking when I am going to retire and whilst I am vague with her, the answer is not as long as I am being sucked and fucked like sex had just been invented and we were the first to discover it.

Earlier someone asked how we could do this. The simple answer is, I engineered it so I can, and I do, and I am loving it. Despite being in my 60s I genuinely feel as if I am a teenager but with my own nymphomaniac on hand. I am not delusional. I am paying her a shitload of money but it is so worth it. There have been a few occasions when I have wondered if my heart could take the strain and I keep on thinking what a way to go.

Part 12 follows