Small Town Secret: Katie's Encounter -1
Katie had just recently started her job at Jolly Berry Bakery, a small but popular shop on mainstreet in her small town. While she was by no means a baker, she could easily handle the food staging, customer service, and register. As with all small towns, just about everyone knew Katie. A bubbly personality, friendly, and always happy to help. The men in town also recognized that curvy body. Katie had wide hips, a narrowing waist, and large breasts. Easily D cups. They were usually hidden behind button up shirts, where those buttons would seeming scream to hold them in. She was not one to flaunt herself. Her dark hair, however, was always in a ponytail, and she always had on her trademark glasses. Just exiting high school, 19, and starting community college in the Fall, she was excited to find a job. Especially with a place right in town and with an owner everyone knew.
Ms Clauson was a widow. She had lost her husband some years back. The bakery was basically her sanctuary at this point, and everyone stopped by to buy her famous cakes and other treats and say hello. When Katie came to ask for a possible job, Ms Clauson barely asked any questions and hired her then and there. When she first started, Ms Clauson provided one of her aprons. Even non-baking employees wore them. When she first placed the apron around Katie's neck, she slowly brushed her ponytail out of the way, just grazing her with her fingertips. Coming around to tie the back, she straightened it up along Katie's body, running her hands gently along her waist and just looking. Katie nervously made a chuckle. After that, Katie always showed up early, and always looking perfect for the job.
Katie would often catch Ms. Clauson looking over at her, a few times just leaning against the doorway between the front of the store and the kitchen. One time, and she was sure of it, she caught Ms. Clauson looking Katie up and down, slightly biting her lip before going back into the kitchen. But she acted like she knew Katie saw her. Katie became flustered at this, and wasn't sure what to make of it.
One Friday evening, Katie went to Ms. Clauson's office to pick up her paycheck. Ms. Clauson was sitting at her desk, but it looked like she had changed from what she came in wearing. It wasn't the usual uniform shirt and jeans. It was a dark red top, deep cut down and exposing her cleavage. You could see the lace from her black bra underneath. Katie had never seen like this before. Right in this moment or anywhere else. Ms. Clauson stood up and walked around her desk. Katie saw her short black skirt, coming up to almost the top of her thighs. She walked around Katie, staring at Katie's body, smirking. When she got around to the door, she locked it.
"Katie, have you been told how beautiful you are before?" Her hands gripped Katie's shoulders from behind. Katie swallowed hard, "from time to time, yes". "You definitely are, Katie, and I just can't stop thinking about how beautiful you are, in all ways." Her hands slid down from Katie's shoulders and down her chest. Before Katie could say anything, Ms. Clauson's fingers had reached her bra, and were dangerously close to getting under it. "Ms. Clauson! What are you doing!?". Ms. Clauson smiled "What I've wanted to do for a ling time". Before Katie knew it, Ms. Clauson spun her chair around and in one quick motion, ripped open her shirt. Buttons went flying, and there were Katie's heaving breasts, moving up and down as Katie rapidly breathed in shock. "There we go. These tits. Tits that tease me everyday." Ms. Clauson deftly reached around Katie's back a snapped the bra open. Katie grabbed it to hold it in place. Ms. Clauson's face turned to a scowl. "Don't you fucking dare." Katie, scared, slowly dropped the bra. Her tits were incredible. Large, but round and perky, her areola were dark, and her nipples stood, rock hard.
Katie had no idea what was going on. Ms. Clauson was easily in her late 60's. Short gray hair, her lips slightly wrinkled from a former habit of smoking. She smelled nice though, like frosting. Here she stood, bent down over Katie, almost licking her lips staring at Katie's tits. Her's almost spilling out from her own shirt. Ms. Clauson's hands darted out and grabbed Katie's tits, squeezing them. "These things are magnificent." She pulled back slightly and pinched Katie's nipples. Katie threw her head back, making a pained face and letting out a scream. Her hands came up to move Ms. Clauson's away. Ms. Clauson smacked them and grabbed her face. "This is how things are going to go. I do what I want to do, and you're going to let me, and you'll also do what I tell you to do." She squeezed harder "do I make myself clear?" Katie nodded her head. "Good" she said, going back to a smile. "Stand up and take your clothes off." Katie sheepishly did as she was told, forcibly trying to resist the urge to hide herself. "Turn around, slowly" Katie did. Once she got halfway around, Ms. Clauson grabbed her arm. "Stop here." She came and pressed her body against Katie's. Her hands, somewhat cold and wrinkled, slid along Katie's body, caressing her tits, squeezing and juggling them. Ms. Clauson whispered "fuuuuuck" as she did so. "Great knockers, my dear. Great knockers."
She started slowly running one hand down Katie's stomach, making its way to where Katie knew exactly it was heading. She let out a gasp as Ms. Clauson's fingers got right to her crotch. "I know this pussy is going to be real good. I just know it!" Katie's eyes closed, and she bit her lip as those old fingers started to slide in.
Ms Clauson was a widow. She had lost her husband some years back. The bakery was basically her sanctuary at this point, and everyone stopped by to buy her famous cakes and other treats and say hello. When Katie came to ask for a possible job, Ms Clauson barely asked any questions and hired her then and there. When she first started, Ms Clauson provided one of her aprons. Even non-baking employees wore them. When she first placed the apron around Katie's neck, she slowly brushed her ponytail out of the way, just grazing her with her fingertips. Coming around to tie the back, she straightened it up along Katie's body, running her hands gently along her waist and just looking. Katie nervously made a chuckle. After that, Katie always showed up early, and always looking perfect for the job.
Katie would often catch Ms. Clauson looking over at her, a few times just leaning against the doorway between the front of the store and the kitchen. One time, and she was sure of it, she caught Ms. Clauson looking Katie up and down, slightly biting her lip before going back into the kitchen. But she acted like she knew Katie saw her. Katie became flustered at this, and wasn't sure what to make of it.
One Friday evening, Katie went to Ms. Clauson's office to pick up her paycheck. Ms. Clauson was sitting at her desk, but it looked like she had changed from what she came in wearing. It wasn't the usual uniform shirt and jeans. It was a dark red top, deep cut down and exposing her cleavage. You could see the lace from her black bra underneath. Katie had never seen like this before. Right in this moment or anywhere else. Ms. Clauson stood up and walked around her desk. Katie saw her short black skirt, coming up to almost the top of her thighs. She walked around Katie, staring at Katie's body, smirking. When she got around to the door, she locked it.
"Katie, have you been told how beautiful you are before?" Her hands gripped Katie's shoulders from behind. Katie swallowed hard, "from time to time, yes". "You definitely are, Katie, and I just can't stop thinking about how beautiful you are, in all ways." Her hands slid down from Katie's shoulders and down her chest. Before Katie could say anything, Ms. Clauson's fingers had reached her bra, and were dangerously close to getting under it. "Ms. Clauson! What are you doing!?". Ms. Clauson smiled "What I've wanted to do for a ling time". Before Katie knew it, Ms. Clauson spun her chair around and in one quick motion, ripped open her shirt. Buttons went flying, and there were Katie's heaving breasts, moving up and down as Katie rapidly breathed in shock. "There we go. These tits. Tits that tease me everyday." Ms. Clauson deftly reached around Katie's back a snapped the bra open. Katie grabbed it to hold it in place. Ms. Clauson's face turned to a scowl. "Don't you fucking dare." Katie, scared, slowly dropped the bra. Her tits were incredible. Large, but round and perky, her areola were dark, and her nipples stood, rock hard.
Katie had no idea what was going on. Ms. Clauson was easily in her late 60's. Short gray hair, her lips slightly wrinkled from a former habit of smoking. She smelled nice though, like frosting. Here she stood, bent down over Katie, almost licking her lips staring at Katie's tits. Her's almost spilling out from her own shirt. Ms. Clauson's hands darted out and grabbed Katie's tits, squeezing them. "These things are magnificent." She pulled back slightly and pinched Katie's nipples. Katie threw her head back, making a pained face and letting out a scream. Her hands came up to move Ms. Clauson's away. Ms. Clauson smacked them and grabbed her face. "This is how things are going to go. I do what I want to do, and you're going to let me, and you'll also do what I tell you to do." She squeezed harder "do I make myself clear?" Katie nodded her head. "Good" she said, going back to a smile. "Stand up and take your clothes off." Katie sheepishly did as she was told, forcibly trying to resist the urge to hide herself. "Turn around, slowly" Katie did. Once she got halfway around, Ms. Clauson grabbed her arm. "Stop here." She came and pressed her body against Katie's. Her hands, somewhat cold and wrinkled, slid along Katie's body, caressing her tits, squeezing and juggling them. Ms. Clauson whispered "fuuuuuck" as she did so. "Great knockers, my dear. Great knockers."
She started slowly running one hand down Katie's stomach, making its way to where Katie knew exactly it was heading. She let out a gasp as Ms. Clauson's fingers got right to her crotch. "I know this pussy is going to be real good. I just know it!" Katie's eyes closed, and she bit her lip as those old fingers started to slide in.
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