Big Daddy

June 10th, 2008

Back at my old job, I used to make a trip to Manhattan to a clients site
to do some computer maintenance for this company. The women there all
knew me as just the computer guy with the nice eyes. The VP of the
office had a secretary that never had a problem letting me know that 11
year age difference was no big deal.

I believe the first thing she said was, “your much younger than the
other computer guy we had. How old are you? Really! 11 is a great
number!”

Though I was a little confused at first what she meant, it all came
clear the next few visits I made there. After helping her get setup
with the office IM, she decided to use it to make hints about how
adventurous she is. Telling me if I have ever considered dating a woman
11 years older. Don’t get me wrong, a pretty woman is a pretty
woman…usually woman just like to flirt. What she ended up telling me
on the IM was her breast size, her waist measurements, and her favorite
sexual position….which happens to be on top! BTW, that’s mine too!

I either chose the right words to say to her or she had this planned out
from day one…I told her “listen, you really need to stop blue balling
me like this. I cant walk around here with a hard on all day long!”

Next thing I know she rounds the corner to my desk and whispers “im
gonna be in the conference room in 2 minutes, if you show up then you
don’t have to worry about blue balls anymore”

WOW! This was something right out of a playboy article! I had no
choice but to react and bolt straight to that conference room. With the
lights extremely dim, we proceeded to go at it with each other.
Rubbing, kissing, grabbing, the whole nine yards…within 4 minutes all
of our clothes were completely off and she pushed me right onto the
conference table where, OH YEAH, she got right on top and started
working her magic.

I cant seem to remember how long it lasted…but I know it wasn’t a
minute ordeal. The whole situation lasted about 20-25 minutes. I asked
her if we can do this again at either one of our places the next night
or even later that day.

What she told me I’ll never forget ,”sorry honey, I don’t think my
husband would want me away in the evenings. Besides, I just wanted to
see how it was to fuck a much younger man. Thanks sweety.”

I GOT USED AND NEVER FELT BETTER ABOUT IT IN MY WHOLE LIFE!

–submitted by W.C–

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  1. you should have started with “dear penthouse letters” or, “i’m typing this with one hand”

    Comment by ELECTRIC BOOGALOO on June 24, 2008 at 2:04 am

  2. Hello just thought i would let you know that i also had a problem with your blog appearing blank as well. Might be monkeys in the system.

    Comment by willie watts on October 31, 2009 at 1:52 am