Edging and Teasing: One Man’s Sex Adventure With His Boss

I just had an edging and teasing adventure with my boss! That’s right. My boss. Her name is Angela. But Angel could just as easily be her name. We’ve worked together at the hardware store in Erie for seven years. She is a real beauty. Pretty smile, perky tits. In other words, a beautiful package.

She hired me shortly after my divorce. My wife had left me because I snored too much and was never home. I left her long before that, at least in my head, because she complained all the time and we had no sex. People grow apart. Nobody’s at fault, really. I guess it was just time for us to move on.

Like I said, Angela hired me as a stock clerk. After-hours mostly. I dusted, cleaned, straightened-up because the damn customers leave it so messy. I came in at five or six, right at closing time. Angela always stayed late sorting out paperwork, writing orders, counting the cash and readying the deposit. At first we didn’t talk much past the occasional question. But over time we struck up some real conversation. I knew then it would only be a matter of time before I’d ask her the inevitable.

“You got a boyfriend?”

“Ah-ha,” she replied. “We’re getting to the personal things now.”

“Just asking,” I answered.

She answered no boyfriend for right now, just an ex that called her every day and wanted her back. Angela and I spent the next forty-five minutes talking about life, love, and a little lust. I guess the lust part was mostly mine, because I had to turn away while I was climbing the ladder to put up some boxes so she wouldn’t see how hard my dick was. My cock and me, we were already hooked on her.

Teasing: The Gift That Keeps On Giving

You have to remember she was my boss. That made it difficult for us at first. But Angela worked around it. The more we talked at night, the more it was clear there was some kind of mutual attraction. More than once my dick gave it away, but she never said anything when it was bulging in my pants like a sex addict wanting to blow out of there!

Angela was respected and had respect for all the employees at the store. We had a solid crew. But the owner was pretty much by the book so we were in a dilemma of sorts. If I didn’t like my job so much and she wasn’t my boss I would have quit and we’d be banging like crazy. But Angela’s solution was better than anything I could have thought up— she teased me.

I noticed it right away. Her low cut tops, boobies popping out.

You Shouldn’t Have Done That

She started wearing clit-tight jeans, opening her legs wide for me to see every time she sat down. I came into work earlier and she stayed later. Her blouses got tighter and lower, her skirts shorter until one day, she came in wearing a short skirt and no stockings. The minute I walked in the door and saw her, I got she was wearing no underwear. My cock went hard.

The last hour the store was open that day, she’d open her legs and flash her pussy each time I’d walk by. My cock got harder and harder and her pussy got wetter and wetter. I was so hard I couldn’t take it any more. The store was closed, so I went downstairs to the men’s bathroom and jerked- off.

I opened the bathroom door and Angela was standing there.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” she said.

Was I Fired?

“Am I fired?” I asked.

“No,” she laughed. “No, no,” she continued. “I meant you shouldn’t have made yourself cum.”

There and then Angela taught me all about teasing and orgasm edging, sexual practices meant to intensify and prolong. “The whole point of edging and teasing is to hold back for as long as you can and enjoy the intensity.”

I spent the next few weeks learning and enjoying. Angela teased me relentlessly with her short skirts, her open legs and her glistening wet pussy. She let me catch her once, leaving the bathroom door open wide enough for me to watch her fingering her pussy and twisting her nipples as she squatted over the toilet.

And she watched me too. I’d leave the men’s bathroom door open a crack for her as I slow-stroked myself to almost orgasm and then stop. I’d stroll back upstairs, proudly harder than when I left.

And where are we now? Married. She’s still my boss, but we both own the hardware store. Edging and teasing is part of our every day sex life. We explode with intense orgasms at least three times a week. All I can say is you should definitely, definitely try it.