Erotic Story/Edymaniac Lola, the busty new marketer[Part 1]

Lola just resumed her new office, and less than a week, most of the guys have asked her out except Eddy

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“Can you tell me how the printer works, please?”

Her shadow fell across my desk. I was alone in the accounts department that lunchtime. I had heard that the photocopier in the other department was spoilt and they would be sending somebody up to use ours but I hadn’t expected Lola.

She had only been working for the company a week. Just about every single man and a few married men in the building had asked her out but, as far as anyone knew, without success.

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I looked at her boobs then into her lovely brown eyes then back to her boobs. They were huge. Well into the D cups. The material of her green ‘V’ necked sweater was stretched tight across the nipples. You could clearly see the distress they made on the top.

She cleared her throat.

“The photocopier,” she prompted, “can you show me how it works, please.”

I slowly got up my feet dragging my eyes from her boobs and fighting the urge to reach out and hold one.

“Yes, certainly, sorry, I mean, this way.”

If first impressions mean anything this was not a good start.

“This way please.” I tried to lead her and guide her at the same time whilst looking down the ‘V’ of her sweater at the two firm looking mounds of flesh on display.

We tried to pass through the doorway at the same time and for an instant her boobs were squashed against my chest. I felt them flatten against me then, looking down, watched as they sprang back into shape.

“Well?” She said.

I looked at her face. She was smiling.

“Have you never seen a pair of boobs before?”

“Not like yours.” I gasped.

I could feel myself smiling awkwardly.

“They’re nothing special.”

“They’re wonderful.”

My voice trailed off. What was I doing? I was standing in my office discussing a perfect stranger’s boobs with her. To make matters worse I could feel my dick growing.

“Big? You were going to say?” She placed the papers she was carrying into the feeder tray on the photocopier. “It’s a family curse. My mother and my sisters have all got big ones.”

“I wouldn’t call it a curse.”

“You don’t have to carry them around all day.”

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She placed her hands on her hips and arched her back. I thought the material of her sweater was going to give up the unequal contest and tear. She relaxed, her boobs slowly settling into place.

“You can close your mouth now.” She said, placing two fingers under my chin and lifting it.

I closed my mouth.

“I want to do it back to back.” She continued. “The photocopying, not that.”

She was looking down to where my hard-on was stretching the material of my trousers.

I turned away.

“Don’t be silly. I know you’ve got one and there’s nobody else here. A girl likes to know she has this effect on a man. It’ll soon go down when it realises it’s getting nothing from me. Now, the photocopying.”

I showed her how the machine worked. She stood close by my side. I could feel her nipple brushing my arm. It would be a long time before my dick went down.

She took over the controls and set up her copying. It would take about fifteen minutes.

“I think you had better sit down before somebody else comes in.” She said walking to my desk and sitting on the edge.

Her skirt rode up to above thigh. I think my dick grew an inch. I sat down with difficulty.

She smiled.

“What’s your name?”

“Edwin.” I replied.

“My name’s Lola.”

“I know.”

“What else do you know about me?”

“Only that most of the men in the building have asked you out.” I suddenly uttered out.

“Oh.” She said and pondered for a few moments.

“How many have I said yes to?” She asked.

“I don’t know.”

“None. They only want one thing and that is to get their hands on these.”

“I can understand that.”

She was very easy to talk to. My dick was slowly starting to go down.

“I thought you were different. The other girls said you were a nice quiet boy.”

Shy around girls, they could have said.

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“Do you have a girl friend?” She suddenly asked after looking out of the window at the busy street below for a few seconds.

“No.” I admitted.

I had never had a proper girlfriend. I had been out with girls but whenever I sat next to them in a bar or in the cinema I spoil things by trying to go too far too soon.

It was my turn to look out of the window.

She seemed to make up her mind.

“I have a late lunch today. I was going to go to the bar but I can’t go in there on my own. What are you doing for your lunch?”

I thought of the meat-pie my mother had made lying wrapped in tin foil in the bottom drawer of my desk.

“Oh, I often go to the bar for lunch.” I lied.

I didn’t even know the way there.

“Would you like to come with me.” She asked cautiously.

“All right.” I thought the words had become stuck in my throat. “I have to wait for Tunde to come back.”

“Come by marketing department when you are ready.” She smiled at me and squeezed my hand. “It sounds like my photo copying has finished.”

She stood up and leaning towards me smoothed down her skirt. I look into the ‘V’ of her sweater. My dick started growing again.

“I hope you can control that when were out.” She nodded towards my dick.

She collected her photocopying and left.

I waited the minutes, the seconds to pass until Tunde returned. I didn’t do any of the tasks I had been given to do over lunch so I begged him to cover for me and hurried down to marketing dept.

The other girls in the office were coming back from their lunches.

“Edwin. What do you want down here?” Chinwe asked calmly.

I had actually felt her boobs in the cinema before she slapped my hand and then my face before storming out.

“Is Lola here? We’re going to lunch together.”

“She’s already gone, with Obi.”

He was the deputy sales manager. He drove a flashy car and earned a lot of money. A lot more than I did.

“She didn’t say anything about going out with you.” Chinwe continued. She called around the office. “Did Lola tell anyone she was going out to lunch with Edwin here?”

It was met with laughter.

I turned away and walked slowly up the flight of stairs to the accounts department.

Tunde was doing my filing and I could hear the photocopier going in the next room.

“I thought you were going out for lunch?” He asked as I sat at my desk and took my mother’s snack from the bottom drawer.

“I changed my mind.” I said un-wrapping them.

Meat slices. I took one mouthful. It tasted like cardboard.

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