[STORY] Lustful Tunde takes advantage of naive Oluchi [Part 2]
After Tunde intentionally misplaced his stressball, he talks Oluchi into helping him with a makeshift ball, the one on her chest.
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play(Instagram/)"Yes, they're perfect!" said Tunde with great enthusiasm. "They look like a nice healthy handful and I'm sure they're firm, yet squeezable."
"You want to use my breasts as a," Oluchi swallowed, "as a stress-reliever?"
"Yes, yes!" agreed Tunde. "They're the perfect solution. You don't mind do you Oluchi?"
His stunning secretary hesitated, frowning as she tried to think through what he had just suggested.
"You said you would help," he reminded her. "After all, your job as my personal assistant is to provide me with a full support service. It's not like I'll be touching all over you up or anything, it's just for stress relief."
"Uh," Oluchi still wasn't sure what she should do.
"Okay Mr Tunde," she said finally, after all it was her job.
"Wonderful!" Tunde said happily. He immediately reached out with his right hand and grabbed hold of one of her large round breasts, giving it a firm squeeze through her blouse and bra.
"Very nice," he said, "Your breasts are perfect."
Tunde ran his hand over the generous stretch of her left breast, letting the large round sphere fill his hand. "Maybe a little bigger than my stress ball, but still perfect."
He then started to squeeze, squeezing the firm flesh of her big breasts through her clothing, letting his fingers sink into the soft flesh of her big breasts. Tunde lifted her left breast up in his palm, feeling the weight of it, and then resumed squeezing and groping, making sure to keep his attention focussed on just her left breast.
Oluchi remained still as a statue, sitting silently in her chair as her boss squeezed and groped her breast. The busty lady avoided any eye contact, the whole situation was making her feel rather uncomfortable, the idea of him using her breasts as stress-reliever made her feel like she was being used like an object.
Tunde did his best to look considerate as he rolled her left breasts around in his palm, feeling her nipple harden through her clothing as he played with her big breast. This was fantastic.
"Okay Oluchi, I feel much better. More focused," he told her after about five or six minutes of massaging her breasts, decided he shouldn't push her too far, especially right away.
"You can go back to your desk and I'll get on with my work."
"Okay, Mr Tunde," Oluchi nodded, standing up and quickly leaving his office.
Just after lunch Tunde asked Oluchi to bring him a cup of tea, as she moved around beside him to place the tea on his desk he reached around behind her and pinched her buttocks.
She jumped in surprise and to the horror of both of them she dropped his tea into his lap.
"Oh sorry Mr Tunde!" wailed Oluchi, immediately grabbing a handful of tissues from the box on Tunde's desk and starting to wipe up the spilled tea from the front of his trousers.
Fortunately Tunde liked his tea with lots of milk so it wasn't very hot. She bent over his lap and was wiping up the tea, rubbing his thighs and crotch with the handful of tissues.
Tunde's thighs were stinging from the hot tea but he decided to take advantage of the situation. He sat back in his chair, spreading his legs wide for her to wipe up the tea.
"Clean my groin, it's burning," he told her. He reached out behind her and laid his hand gently on her ass, squeezing her left buttock through the tight black trousers she was wearing.
Oluchi started to rub Tunde's crotch, right over his dick and balls. She didn't even notice his hand on her ass.
"Unzip my trouser, my boxer is wet as well," Tunde instructed, giving her ass a squeeze. He rubbed his hand over her ass to grope her right buttock and give that a squeeze as well.
Oluchi didn't think twice at his instruction, worried that she had badly burnt her boss. She reached up and unfastened his trousers, exposing his soaking wet boxer. Without thinking about what she was doing Oluchi grabbed another handful of tissues and reached inside the open front of Tunde's trouser, rubbing his crotch through his wet boxer.
She gasped as she realised Mr Samson's dick was erect inside his underwear. She froze, unsure what she should do in this suddenly awkward situation.
"Quick, continue rubbing," Tunde urged her, giving her ass another squeeze, it felt delicious round and firm, she certainly kept herself in shape.
Oluchi bit her lower lip anxiously and resumed rubbing his crotch. She could plainly feel the long hard shaft of Tunde's dick through the tissues as she rubbed over its length, doing her best to dry off his underwear.
She gave his penis a dozen wipes with the tissues and then more gently rubbed his scrotum, not wanting to be over enthusiastic and hurt him.
"I think that's the best I can do," she said at last, withdrawing her hand from his crotch and tossing the thicket of wet tissues into the bin beside his desk. Oluchi was uncomfortably aware of the bulge between Tunde's thighs and averted her eyes from the open front of his trouser.
"I guess that’s all," Tunde said, obviously not happy about the spill. He gave her curvy ass a gentle pat.
"I'm so sorry about that Mr Tunde," apologized Oluchi, genuinely upset with herself. She prayed she hadn't done any permanent damage.
"Can you please zip me up then," he instructed her.
Oluchi immediately obeyed, not even considering the idea that he was quite capable of zipping up his own trouser. It was a bit of a squeeze with his swollen and hard dick but she managed to fasten up the front of his trouser, extremely aware of his hard erection as her fingers bumped against it.
"Good job," announced Tunde, giving her a slap on the ass when she was done, causing her to jump a little.
"I'm in no state to keep working," he said, gesturing down at the damp front of his trousers. "I'll call it a day and see you in the morning."
"Okay Mr Tunde," said Oluchi. "Sorry."
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