Sexual Harassment Training

"Well, I'm sorry, I was just trying to clarify what you said. But I guess I just gave you a good example of the type of sexual harassment we were talking about." Barb paused to take a drink before continuing, "So do you understand now?"

"Yes, I see what you mean." Tyler answered. He certainly wasn't comfortable with the conversation. He took another sip of scotch.

"And are you feeling harrassed?" Barbara asked. "And be honest Tyler, I would hate to get off to a bad start."

"Uhm, well, no, not harrassed exactly." Tyler managed to say. "Just, like I said, I wasn't expecting that question. Or any of this actually."

"I see." Barbara replied. "And what were you expecting exactly?"

"Well, I really thought you were going to fire me." Tyler answered honestly.

Barbara smiled at him and asked, "For what? For flattering me? I mean, as I said, some women would have been completely offended by the way you guys were talking. It was rather graphic. And I can see how many women would feel objectified and disturbed by what you guys said."

Tyler nodded his head in agreement before managing to mumble, "We kind of got carried away."

"I understand, and frankly, I don't see the big deal about having an adult conversation." Barb said with a casual wave of her tumbler. "Like we are having right now. Only I seem to be doing all the talking. But I can see that it would be difficult for a subordinate to speak up if they were uncomfortable. Are you really uncomfortable Tyler?"

"Uhm, yeah, a little bit I guess. Embarrassed mostly. I didn't mean for you to hear us, and I certainly didn't mean to offend you Barbara." Tyler answered, finally finding his voice and meeting her eyes again.

"Oh I wasn't offended! Not at all!" Barbara offered quickly. "In fact, as I said, I was flattered! I know I am getting older, and there's nothing I can do about that, except try to stay in the best shape I can. And to hear two young men who both still found me attractive? I guess my diet, and all the time at yoga and in the gym is paying off." She pondered. "Do you think my regimen is paying off Tyler?"

"Yeah, I would say it is definitely paying off." Tyler blurted, his eyes dropping briefly to her smooth thighs, so close to his. The scotch helping him to answer honestly. But then he caught himself and clammed up, afraid to overstep his bounds. He took another sip of his scotch.

Barbara leaned forward and placed her hand on his thigh and gave it a squeeze. "Why thank you Tyler." Then she continued softly, "You know, hearing that a handsome young man like yourself would love to eat my pussy really made me wet." But before Tyler could begin to think of a reply, she went on, "Oh, geez, there I go again, talking about things that might make you uncomfortable."

Barbara leaned back, withdrawing her hand from Tyler's leg. "Now where was I? Oh yes, I wanted to talk about the other type of sexual harassment. The kind where a person of power uses sex as a bargaining chip for a person who wants to keep their job, or maybe to climb the corporate ladder."

Barbara paused and took a healthy drink of her scotch before pouring herself some more, and adding another splash to Tyler's glass as well.

"You see Tyler, before the lawyers and the ACLU, the labor relations, and all that, it was not all that uncommon for a person in power to withhold a position from someone, or impede someone in their career, until they, well, let's say, gave something in return." Barbara explained.

Tyler sat and listened intently, he could still feel the warmth of Barbara's hand on his leg, and he had started to get an erection from her admission about getting wet.

But he was stunned yet again when she continued, "As a matter of fact, the very first time I blew a boss was right here in this office!" She smiled at the look of surprise on Tyler's face, before continuing, "There used to be a couch over against that wall." She said matter of factly while indicating with her hand.

"Old Bobby McGuire, he was long gone before you started here." Barbara explained. "He was a smart man, and had a great cock! But he thought he was getting one over on me that first time. You see, we were facing some lean times, and there were some layoffs coming up. Bobby told me that he would make sure I kept my measly job. I was not much older than you are when this happened, and still pretty low on the totem pole, like you are now." She added. "But he said I would have to do something for him in return. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his dick, I was smart enough to know what he wanted." She grinned.

Barbara paused to sip her drink, then went on with her reminiscing, "I could tell right away that he was packing some serious meat there. But what Bobby didn't know, yet, was that I love sucking cock! So it was a win/win for me!" Barbara laughed aloud at that, and Tyler just sat there, wide eyed.

"Now, I knew that what Bobby was suggesting was totally inappropriate." Barbara explained. "But as I said, there was really no recourse for an employee in that situation in those days. A girl could either play along, or quit her job and try to get another one somewhere else."

"I had of course heard rumors of that type of thing happening. I had witnessed the occasional flirting between managers and their subordinates. There was always talk of which girls were doing their bosses." Barbara went on.

"I had always wondered what I would do if I were facing a similar situation. But to be honest Tyler," She smiled lewdly. "I always thought that it was so taboo, so naughty, that I was kind of aroused by the idea."

Barbara paused and took another sip of her scotch. "So do you know what I did Tyler?" She asked, looking at the growing bulge in his pants.

"Uhhh, well..." Tyler knew the answer, but there was no way he could bring himself to verbalize it.

"You're a smart guy Tyler, you know I am still here. And even occupying the very office where this took place!" She smiled and continued, "I slipped off the couch to my knees and started to undo Bobby's belt. He smiled at me as he sat back and watched me work his pants open."

Barbara ran her manicured nails up the inside of her thigh again. Tyler took another sip of whiskey and his eyes watched her fingers as he listened to her story.

"Bobby was as hard as a rock by the time I had his pants open. And his cock was beautiful! Long and straight, he was throbbing, knowing that he was about to get a blowjob." Barbara's voice was taking on a husky quality, she was obviously getting aroused by her reflections.

"I wrapped my hand around his shaft and brought it to my mouth. I usually like to tease a man a little bit, you know, licking and kissing his cock and balls before I suck him off. But that day I went straight to work! I wrapped my lips around his fat head, and I remember moaning when I felt his cock slipping into my mouth. The way the spongy head of a hard cock feels as it slides against the roof of my mouth, mmmm, I have always loved that feeling!"

Barbara paused for another sip of her scotch before she went on with her story. "So anyway, Bobby was watching me intently as I took his hard dick in my mouth and started to bob my head up and down. I used my hand to stroke that awesome cock while I sucked him."

"Bobby gathered my hair back from my face. You see, I wore my hair long back then. He told me that if I was going to continue to do the work required to keep my job, that I would need to bring barrett's or hair clips or something to work with me. He said he wanted to see my pretty face as I sucked his dick."

"I knew then that I would be sucking Bobby off frequently, and I was okay with that. I stopped sucking him and stood up. He looked at me, kind of curious, and I just smiled and walked over to his desk and opened the top drawer for a rubber band. I never would have been able to go into a VP's desk drawer without permission under any other circumstances, and I kind of felt a thrill from that. It made me feel empowered."

"As I walked back to the couch I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and wrapped it up with the rubber band. I asked him if that was better, and he told me it was, that he wanted to see my beautiful lips while he fucked my mouth. He stood up and let his pants drop to his ankles as I kneeled back down."

"I admit, I was on fire Tyler. I have always been turned on by a man talking dirty to me, especially when I was sucking him off. I pulled him back inside my mouth and proceeded to suck him hard! He grabbed my head and started to rock his hips in time with my head. Fuck, it was so hot!"

"He told me how much he loved my mouth, he said he would make sure I had a future with the company, because I was such a good girl, and had a great mouth. I knew I should have felt ashamed, but I was totally turned on!" Barbara admitted.

"I was playing with his balls with one hand, and still stroking his cock in time with my mouth with the other, but he took my wrists and pulled my hands away. He actually placed both of my hands on his ass and put his hands on the sides of my face. I thought I knew what was going to happen, and I tried to encourage him with my eyes and a deep moan."

Barbara's hand slipped up under her skirt and Tyler got a thrill when she spread her legs and he saw the tops of her stockings, her firm, bare, thighs above. Her hand blocked his view of her pussy, but her satisfied sigh was a good indication that she was as horny now as he was. And by now he was extremely horny! He was also pretty sure she was not wearing any panties, but her hand made it impossible to be sure.

She continued her story, her voice now strained and quiet. "He held my head in place and started to fuck my mouth. He wasn't too aggressive, at least not that day. That first time, he was just getting to know me, and letting me get familiar with his cock."

"He fucked my mouth slowly, almost lovingly. I had given a lot of head by that point in my life Tyler, but I had never had a man take charge like that! All the guys I'd blown had always been practically passive, just glad to be getting their dick sucked. But that was different, he was showing me who was in charge. It felt fucking nasty, and I was really surprised by how much I enjoyed it!"

Barbara paused for another sip of whiskey and poured more for them both. She made a point of looking directly at the swelling cock in Tyler's pants, and smiled as she placed the bottle back on her desk.

"So Bobby fucked my mouth, smooth strokes in and out. Talking to me the whole time. Occasionally he would probe deeper, testing my gag reflex. I hadn't learned to deepthroat yet, but in time, with Bobby's tutelage, I got pretty good at it."

Tyler had been watching her fingers move gently over her crotch, but hearing that confession, he looked up to her face, and realized she was staring at his cock. He wanted badly to grab it and stroke it, but he chickened out.

She picked up her story again, "Bobby was always a very outgoing and talkative person, and I learned he was the same way during sex. The whole time he was fucking my mouth, he was telling me how pretty I was, and how much he loved seeing my lips wrapped around his cock."

"He told me that I made him feel so good, and he was looking forward to seeing me advance in the company and that we could have a lot of fun in the process. I guess by then he had figured out how much I loved cock!"

"Anyway, eventually he was going faster, fucking my mouth more vigorously. He asked if I was going to swallow his load. But he said it in a way that left no doubt about the answer. He was going to cum in my mouth and I was going to drink it all down. And frankly, I was looking forward to it. I love feeling hot cum shooting in my mouth, and I love seeing a man's face as he watches me swallow it all."

Barbara smiled at the memory and sipped her drink again. She was breathing hard and her face was flushed, she was obviously completely turned on from telling her story, and seeing Tyler's erection as a result. Her fingers stroked her pussy steadily, delving through her lips now, proving that she was not wearing panties.

"So eventually Bobby tells me that he was about to cum. I already knew that of course, I could taste his precum, and tell by the way he started to swell up and thrust harder, the way he talked to me, the tone of his voice. Even the look of his eyes. He was showing all the signs, so I was ready for it."

"But I was not ready for how much he could cum! God, that man could produce so much cum!" Her own eyes were wild with her memory.

"He held my head tightly in place and pushed himself into my mouth, almost to where he knew I would gag on it, and he started to shoot. I tried my damndest to swallow it all, I really did, but fuck, there was just so much cum! When he was shooting he started to stroke in and out of my mouth again, and some of his jizz leaked out and dribbled down my chin."

"When he was done, and I had swallowed everything that hadn't leaked out of my mouth. He pulled his dick out and used it to push his cum back from my chin to my mouth. I used my tongue to clean him up, and I used my fingers to get the rest from my chin. I made sure to look him in the eye as I sucked my fingers clean. I wanted to convey that I would take his cock and all his jizz, any time. He told me again what a good girl I was."

Barbara paused and watched Tyler's hand rubbing his cock through his pants, he hadn't even realized that he had been rubbing himself as he was getting so absorbed in her tale. She smirked again at the damp spot on the top of the bulge in his pants.

"So anyway, Bobby told me what a good girl I was, and promised yet again that I had a bright future with this company. And we had some good times over the years!"

"But!" She continued, "Had I not been so fond of giving head, it could have been very traumatic for me." She smiled and took another sip. "Which brings us back to your question, 'Is it still sexual harassment if you enjoy it?'

Tyler was again speechless, and sat waiting for her to continue. He was now hard as a rock, hearing this sexy, older woman, whom he'd lusted over for months, talking about her love for cock. He tried to rearrange his position in his chair to relieve the pressure from his pants. He had come to realize that he was rubbing himself, but the way she watched it told him she appreciated it.

Barbara smiled at him and answered her own question, "Technically, I suppose it would still be considered sexual harassment, but if both parties are consenting adults, then what's the harm?" She asked, and waited briefly for a response.

When Tyler took too long to answer she added the question, "If Bobby McGuire wanted a blowjob, and I needed to keep my job, AND I love sucking cock anyway, then what was the problem?"

"Uhm, yeah, I see what you mean." Tyler managed to get out hoarsely. He was feeling the scotch and the whirlwind of emotions from the day, and now the direction of the conversation had his head spinning and his cock as hard as steel.

"So, it's kind of like what we have here now, isn't it?" She asked. "You want Alice's position when she retires, and you would love to eat my pussy..." Barbara paused and stood up.

She hiked up her skirt, revealing the tops of her thigh high stockings, and then her pussy. Tyler had been pretty sure she wasn't wearing panties, but he was still shocked to see her pussy.

All the women Tyler had ever been with still had a full muff of hair, although some trimmed the length down. But back then, shaving was not yet in fashion. but Barbara wasn't as old school, her pussy was bare, except for a small strip on her mound. She was ahead of her time with her grooming practices, having read that Cleopatra used to be shaved as a sign of her status.

Barbara sat back down and kicked off one of her heels. She brought her foot up to the chair and tucked her heel in tight to her ass, showing off the flexibility she gained from her yoga classes. She spread her legs wide in invitation.

Tyler gawked at the sight of her pussy. Her lips were darker than the surrounding flesh, and were puffy and aroused. She had started to open up like a blooming flower, wet with dew.

"So what do you say Tyler?" She asked him with a knowing grin, "Would you like to eat my sweet pussy AND get Alice's position when she retires?" Her voice was now soft, but full of passion.

Tyler looked at her pussy and saw her arousal in the swelling of her lips, the dampness of her thick labia. Everything on display for him with the absence of any hair. It was a very inviting sight.

Then he looked at her pretty, smiling face, and back to her pussy. He slid off his chair to his knees and muttered, "Fuck yeah!" He set his glass on her desk as he inched closer.

Tyler leaned in and placed his hands on her thighs, his eyes focused on the pussy he had never expected to see. But Barbara put her hand on his head and grasped a handful of his curly, blonde locks, stopping him, inches from his goal.

Tyler could actually smell her pussy and couldn't understand why she stopped him. She soon explained, "First, we need some ground rules." She paused and he brought his eyes to hers. "First and foremost, no one is to know of this! And I mean no one! especially that fucking big mouth Jacob! Is that understood?"

Tyler didn't hesitate to reply that time, "Yeah! Yes Barbara, I won't tell anyone!" He was beside himself with excitement and desire, and would agree with anything at that point.

"Good, because if this got out, I would personally see you fired, and you would not get a good reference from this company. You would essentially be blackballed in this business, you would be working at fucking McDonald's." She paused to let that sink in before she continued, "And secondly, I would really like to see your dick Tyler." She added with a lusty sneer.

His eyebrows shot up in surprise, so she explained, "I've already told you, I love sucking cock. And while today is about you going down on me, at some point I will have to suck you off too." She smiled and giggled at the look on his face. "I mean c'mon, if you are going to be my assistant, I will want that cock that Cindy bragged about Tyler!"

"Oh, okay." Tyler said, "Now? You want to see it now?" He asked, his hands going to his belt buckle.

"Yes, now. But I want you to stand up." She smiled. He was disappointed that he had to wait to get his face in her snatch, but quickly stood. He wanted to get it over with and get back between her legs.

As he finished with his belt and undid the button on his khakis. It occurred to him that with the hunger in her eyes when she was looking at his bulge, she just might need to try out his cock once she saw it. He whipped down the zipper and dropped his pants to the floor. He wanted badly to fuck this older woman.

He was pulling his shirt tails up to get to the waistband of his dark blue boxers when Barbara stopped him again. "Wait!" She said, holding up her hand like a crossing guard at an elementary school. "I think you need to lose the shirt too Tyler. I want to see all of you."

Tyler paused briefly, and their eyes locked. Barbara brought her perfectly manicured fingers to her pussy and began to massage herself, the deep red of her nails working the thick, darkened lips of her snatch.

Tyler's hands went subconsciously to the buttons of his shirt as he watched her fingers start to delve into her wetness, and he heard her make a contented little moan as she gazed openly at the bulge in his underwear.

He made quick work of his buttons and soon his shirt was on the floor behind him. His undershirt joining it a moment later. Barbara looked at his long lean torso approvingly and rolled her wet middle finger around her growing clit with a deep sigh.