At 5.30, my boss Sylvia shouted goodbye up the stairs on her way outand I heard the door close. She was a short, plump-ish brunette,divorcee in her la...e 40's. In the day-to-day work environment, I foundher bossy demeanour overbearing and was one of the least compliantstaff members; in secret, her dominant attitude was a turn on. Shedidn't have a great figure and was a little short for my liking, butalways wore heels and tights, more so since the recent divorce.At this point, I had butterflies. He began kissing me with more need and I lost all control my hands flew down to the hem of his shirt yanking it up and over his head. I had never realized just how built he was until that moment as I slowly ran my hands down his chest and across his abs. His hands slid their way down to pull my shirt up and off exposing my size thirty-six c breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra so his mouth went instantly to my already erect nipples, licking and nibbling on each one sending waves of pleasure all. I shared with her that I had fucked a couple of older women. I told her I had had hand jobs and blow jobs, that I had played with and eaten pussy. She did not seem to care with whom. She did say, "I'm amazed that someone who seems so innocent is so experienced. I hope that with all your experience I can measure up."One day when I was driving her home after school, she asked me, out of the blue, if I had ever seen my mother naked. I told her about mother coming home drunk several times and. Uncle Mac worked just fine. I agreed to stay on the blanket with Laura while everyone else went for their walk. They weren’t even off the sand and on the boardwalk yet when Laura reached behind her back and pulled the bow on her bikini top, letting the strings fall by her side. She reached for her bag while slightly lifting her shoulders off of the blanket, giving me a peek at the full roundness of her left breast. She grabbed a tube of suntan lotion and asked if I would do her back.