Lesbian Erotica: Office Sex

By Audrey Perezz

Lesbian Erotica: Office Sex, intern at work gets it going with their boss.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jan 9, 2017
• ISBN: 9781365669316

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Lesbian Erotica: Office Sex

Lesbian Erotica: Office sex

Audrey Perezz

ISBN: 978-1-365-66931-6

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I Thought She Was Straight

I guess I should start out with a description of myself, since that's what everyone wants to know. I'm 5'4 and 120 lbs, with short brown hair that I spike. I swear to God I'm not butch, I wear very feminine clothing and heels most of the time, I just have a man's haircut. It's easier and I never have a bad hair day anymore. I have very light brown eyes, which some have described as golden. You would think that color would be sort of freaky, but people seem to like it. People seem to like my appearance in general, actually. I know I sound conceited, and I probably am, but I'm just stating the facts here. Anyway, on to my story. I decided to try to be at least partially self-sufficient so I got myself a job as a tutor. The pay was awesome considering what little work experience I had, and my coworkers were the nicest people you could imagine. They were so friendly and made me feel accepted right from the beginning, despite the age difference. I'm 18 and the people that I worked directly with were all 30 somethings, except for the kids, but that didn't really matter. One day I was standing, and I heard the bathroom door open behind me. I turned around, and the first thing I saw were these amazing green eyes looking straight at me. I took in her dirty blonde, straight hair tied back in a messy bun and her pretty face before I realized she had said something.

Do you work here?

I thank God that I was able to say something, because my stomach had just dropped straight down to my knees. I was just about to ask you that. Yeah I do, are you new here? I haven't seen you before.

She smiled and said, This is my first day here, do you think you could show me around? My name is Denise, by the way. She shook my hand.

I'm Michelle.

So we walked around and I gave her a tour, and it only hit me just this second as I'm writing this that she at least knew her way around well enough to know where the bathroom was. We hit it off, partially because of our ages (I was 18, she was 21) and partially just chemistry. We eventually ended up just sitting on a bench, making small talk. I honestly don't remember anything that either of us said, since I was concentrating on her unbelievably tight body. She's got this California girl kind of vibe, but in a good way, not the stuck up, high maintenance way. She's actually very down to earth and intelligent. She's one of those people that everyone loves because she's so friendly to everyone. All the people at work instantly fell in love with her, which made me feel extremely flattered that as the weeks went on she seemed to be friendlier towards me than other people. We would only see each other about once a week, and talk for less than an hour of the time, so we didn't get very far past the small talk phase for a long time. Which was why I was totally surprised when she offered for me to live with her and her husband (yes she was married). I have no idea how we got around to this topic, but the first thing I remember was her saying, You could live with me if you want. You know, if you need a place to stay or something. I sort of laughed and she said, No, I'm serious. No, I didn't go live with her and her husband, but we both discussed the possibilities and gave it some serious thought. I might still do it one day.

Whenever we got the chance to talk, she would also always come up with reasons why we should hang out.