She's even about my height, which is unusual.She's even about my height, which is unusual. I'm about 5'10", and the average American female is (I think) 5'6". Anyway, the combination makes her look *much* older than her 16 years. We normally hang out while I wait for my programs to run (one problem with doing low level robotics is that you actually have to wait for the hardware to move and do things before you find out if it bombs) and talk. She's fairly bright and very personable, so we got to be reasonably good friends, despite the 12 year difference in our ages. Anyhow, Monday last week Chrissy cornered me in the kitchen at the office and asked me if I would show her how to "do it" (don't blame me...that's *her* terminology). She wanted to learn how to do "everything," and she wanted me to "teach" her. I was more than a little tense at first. After all, she was a good 12 years my junior -- we're talking genuine jailbait here -- and her mom was one of my bosses. But Chrissy convinced me by throwing her arms around me and rubbing her tight, young body against mine. She started kissing me, deep, hot kisses with lots of tongue action. I could feel her nipples poking out through her shirt, and a familiar tightness was beginning in my pants. "What the fuck," I thought, "I can only get fired once." My hand crept up under her shirt to her tits. They were young and firm, and I really was getting into it. But we were only in the kitchen! In between kisses, I gasped, "We can't here...we have to go somewhere private." Chrissy agreed and followed me into one of the bathrooms. They aren't big, but there's more than one, so nobody would really notice if one was in use for a lengthy period of time. Also, they have lock on the doors, which feature I very carefully used. "The first thing," I said, "is we have to be *quiet*." She responded by kissing me again. This time, I went full force with her. The two of us were getting really hot and heavy. I lifted up her shirt and undid her bra. Ahh, bless the kind soul who invented the front-closing brassiere! Uncovered, I could see that her tits were as young and smooth as they had felt. |