The Scent of Lemon – part 10 of 10

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Jim Barnes was an arrogant prick. His entire persona was a lie. From the brash, daring facade of a ladies man, womanizer, and self-professed sex god to his know-it-all, mansplaining, rude and disrespectful tone, everything was just bluster and bullshit.Disliked and despised by the staff, he had support of the Board and the Shareholders due to his seemingly endless ability to create profits. He was an HR nightmare, subject of numerous complaints, and seemingly invincible.It had taken three quarters of consecutive losses for the inquiries to come in, and the house of cards built on false foundations came crashing down. Illicit deals, false accounts and reports, inflated values and stock manipulation were uncovered, and the Board quickly sent Jim Barnes to the unemployment line.Rosemary had seen it coming before it happened. She knew everything that was going on, and smiled to herself when the security guards escorted him from the building. Her cart went before her when she entered the office and began cleaning up, seemingly invisible to the angst-filled and panicked office workers in the hallways and cubicles.*****“They finally got rid of him,” Rosemary announced to Bernie. “Took long enough.”“What do you care?” Bernie asked snidely. “They just pay you to clean, not care.”“Well, I do care,” she replied defensively. “I’m a part of all, I’ve been there over twenty years!”“Those bigwigs don’t care, they’re just there to steal what they can. They don’t even know your name.”Rosemary felt the sting of the dismissive insult, knowing it to be true, and headed to the kitchen to make dinner. She put the casserole in the oven, poured a glass of water, adding a slice of lemon, and sat down at the table.Bernie came into the kitchen and went directly to the fridge, grabbing himself a beer and asking how much longer before dinner was ready.“Well, if you had put it in the oven like I asked this morning you would be eating already,” she replied. “About thirty minutes.”“Hmm, guess you will miss your library club then,” he snorted before guzzling his beer.“Oh no! I have to be there, I have all the notes from the last meeting.”She jumped up and ran to the bedroom, quickly changing out of her work clothes and into a skirt and blouse. A dash to the washroom, a touching up of makeup, and a brushing of hair was followed by a dash back to the kitchen. She checked the casserole, grabbed her book bag and purse, and told him to feed himself as she went out the door.When she returned two hours later the casserole was out on the stove, uncovered, and dishes piled in the sink. Bernie reclined in his chair, snoring with the game playing on the TV, and oblivious to her return.With a deep sigh she looked around and shook her head. She ate a bit before packing the remainder into Sex hikayeleri containers for lunch, wiped the table and counters, and then washed the dishes. She left Bernie sleeping in his chair and went to bed, curling up under the blankets and questioning her existence before falling asleep.*****Charles Brandon was brought in as the new CEO, replacing Jim Barnes just as he had planned. With the major Shareholders behind him, and the majority of the Board following their instructions, he moved from his Vice-President’s office on the lower floor and into the big corner office upstairs. It had taken months to slowly unravel his predecessor’s web and inconspicuously reveal the extent of the damage. As it came apart he was there, armed with information and solutions, saving the Shareholder’s fortunes and reputations.Charles Brandon was as smooth as silk, charming, witty, tall, and handsome. His quiet confidence and polite manner made him a natural leader, his presence and demeanor made him welcome, and his well-groomed and attractive appearance made him desirable.His first morning he was in before anyone else and greeted them all at the elevator. In his charcoal suit, white shirt, and polished shoes he smiled, shook hands, and took note of everyone’s name. Including Rosemary.Within the day, word was out that he was single. High heels, short skirts, and new hairstyles appeared quickly as the women clamored to be noticed by the handsome and desirable new boss. Shirt sleeves were down and cuffed, sports coats and blazers returned, and highly polished shoes walked the floors as the men emulated the grooming of their new mentor.He was returning to his office as she was leaving, pushing her cart in front of her, and she looked down when he smiled at her. His eyes followed her as she walked away, taking in the curve of her hips and the slight sway of her ample backside. He sat in his leather chair, leaned back, and let out a deep sigh before closing his eyes.The light scent of lemon filled his nostrils. A nice, refreshing scent that relaxed and enthralled him, not too heavy, but not too faint. He opened his eyes and looked around, searching for the source. When he couldn’t find it he sat back and breathed it in, inhaling the fragrance like a floral drug, and his mind floated freely for a few moments.*****Bernie grunted like a pig getting fed as Rosemary held her legs up and pulled him in, trying to get her orgasm before he finished. She was moments away when he groaned and stopped thrusting, his warm cum filling her hungry cunt, and she cursed him under her breath. He pulled away and rolled onto his back, gasping and panting, leaving her wanting and unsatisfied once again.He dozed off quickly and she reached down to touch herself, rubbing Sikiş hikayeleri her swollen clit, and thought of Charles Brandon. He had smiled at her, the mere gesture igniting a fire in her belly and a wetness between her legs. He exuded sex appeal, giving her butterflies and the feelings of a horny teenage girl each time he was near, and tonight she needed Bernie to be Brandon.She pictured him in his office, standing over her with his cock erect and throbbing, excited by her generous breasts and willing body. He stroked himself as he praised her, worshiping her with his swollen prick, and when he exploded and showered her with his cum she climaxed intensely. She stifled her scream and squeezed her thighs tightly together as she orgasmed, imagining the hot liquid covering her chest as he jerked his cock, and rolled onto her side panting. She fell asleep with her hand between her legs and a satisfied smile on her face.*****“I need to buy some new clothes,” she announced while Bernie ate his breakfast. “Everyone dresses up really nice now.”“Well, you’re not everyone,” he snarled. “Just the cleaner, so it doesn’t matter.”“It matters to me,” she replied. “I make my money, I can buy nice clothes if I want to.”“I didn’t say you can’t,” he protested. “If you want nicer clothes go get some. I just don’t see the point.”“Well, don’t you want me to look nice? You used to love it when I dressed up.”“Yeah, I guess.”“Especially when I wore something low-cut and you could see my bra,” she teased.“Yeah, you used to have a great set of tits,” he chuckled.“Used to?” she challenged. “Used to?”“Jeez! Sorry I said anything!”“You’re an asshole, Bernie. I’m going shopping.”She grabbed her purse, lifted the car keys from the hook on the wall, and walked out the door while Bernie shook his head and sighed. He retrieved a beer from the fridge and went to his recliner, choosing to watch TV instead of mowing the grass.The shops at the mall didn’t seem to have what Rosemary was looking for. She couldn’t wear the fancy skirts, tops and heels the other women wore to do her job. She went to the food court, grabbed a tea with lemon, and sat down to watch the people milling about. A woman strolled past, wearing a nice fitting pair of charcoal pants and matching shirt with Security emblazoned on the back, and she thought about the security people at work. The women all looked sharp in their black uniforms, even sexy, with fitted pants showing off their bums and the tailored shirts fitted to accent the chest. She decided to find where the clothes were available and see what they had for her. She would ask Gloria, the one with a similar build to her own, on Monday.When she returned home Bernie was still in his recliner, sipping another beer and watching the TV. Erotik hikaye Rosemary sighed, put her purse and keys away, and began cleaning up the kitchen.”Find anything?” Bernie yelled from the living room.”No, nothing suitable,” she yelled back. “Are you going to cut the grass?””Later,” he replied. “Too hot.”Rosemary shook her head and wondered what had happened to the active, fit, and interesting man she had married all those years ago. Charles Brandon crossed her mind, and she glanced at the lump in the recliner, remembering when Bernie looked like that. She closed her eyes and pictured his trim, muscular torso and strong arms, the slim waist, and nice cock in her mind, opening her eyes when it was Charles Brandon’s face she was looking at, not Bernie’s. A hot flush ran her through her and she felt the sudden dampness between her legs.She closed her eyes and leaned against the counter, sliding her hand between her legs and rubbing vigorously as she pictured him again. He was sitting back in his black leather chair, his shirt open and pants undone, stroking himself while she sat perched on his desk in front of him. His hand pumped slowly, his swollen cock thick and throbbing, while he smiled hungrily at her. His eyes burned into hers while she fondled her breasts, tweaking and pulling on her nipples with her shirt open and bra pulled down. He suddenly threw his head back and groaned, launching streams of cum across his torso and up to his chest when his cock erupted. She worked herself into an orgasmic frenzy, climaxing against the counter while the remaining cum streamed over his fist and down the thick shaft of his cock.Bernie stared in fascination as Rosemary fingered herself to orgasm, watching her reflection in the front window. He had never seen her pleasure herself and was now hard as rock and excited beyond belief. She removed her hand from between her legs and opened her eyes, leaning against the counter as she caught her breath. Bernie jumped from the recliner and walked into the kitchen, stopping a few feet from her, his cock bulging in his pants.Rosemary turned towards him, startled, and noticed the bulge. She saw a look on his face that she had not seen for a very long time, the look of desire and lust, and his eyes locked on hers. In a moment he was on her, one hand pawing her breasts and the other grabbing her waist. He kissed her, hard, and she began kissing back. Hands and fingers fumbled until her slacks were off and his pants were down, and he spun her around and bent her over the kitchen table. Salt and pepper shakers clattered to the floor as he pushed her chest into the table, kicked her legs apart with his, and shoved his swollen prick inside of her wet hole. He fucked her furiously, holding her hips tight as his thighs slapped against her, and she felt her climax approaching. His cock pounded into her and she orgasmed just as he let out a roar and emptied his balls into her, their first shared climax in many years, and she felt the powerful spurts she remembered.

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