A forbidden relationship begins... but the best laid plans never quite go as you intend. Lester/Abby porn. Don't like the pairing, don't read. If you do, please leave a comment.

Abby couldn't remember the exact moment that she'd realised their relationship was straying away from the usual "boss and employee" scenario because it had been a slow burning thing. It had been just an exchange of looks at first; she would catch him staring at her breasts and he'd blush or she'd find herself looking at his firm backside as he leaned over the console. Then the touches began; his hand would touch her hip as they spoke, she'd brush his arm or they would find an excuse to squeeze past each other. Abby couldn't deny it any longer; Lester was getting under her skin and she was getting under his.

She had decided that she would let him know that she was interested in crossing the line – it would be easier for both of them if she made the first move, after all; he was a married man, her boss and old enough to be her father.

His office was not the most private of places; it had huge windows on one side that looked down into the main hub of the ARC. She'd spent several days studying just which parts of his office could be seen from the hub and which couldn't – if only Lester knew what she was planning when he caught her looking up at him!

She barged into his office, closing the door firmly behind her and stood with her hands on her hips. Lester looked up and waited for her to speak. When she didn't, he tapped his pen impatiently on the desk. "Miss Maitland, I don't have time for games. I have a meeting with the minister shortly that I need to prepare for, so unless this is important I'd appreciate it if..."

"You don't have to put on that act with me, James." Abby said softly. "I know that front you put on is all an act." She moved towards him.

"Is that so?"

"Yes." Abby was now in front of him. She stared at him through her long eyelashes, licked her lips and dropped to her knees. Her hands moved to his belt and began to unbuckle it, but he pushed her hands away.

"Abby, I don't think you..."

"Oh, I do, James! I do... and so do you." She moved her hands back to his belt and this time he allowed her to unfasten it, too shocked to protest. She then undid the button on his trousers and pulled down the zipper before sliding her hand inside to find his flaccid cock. As she curled her fingers around the shaft, she felt it swell and twitch; it would be hard very soon. "Told you!" she said triumphantly.

"OK, you win." he said, placing his hand over hers and showing her the pace he liked to be stroked. He sighed and leaned back into his chair, closing his eyes and savouring this moment. Any moment now he thought he would wake up and find this was just a dream – he'd fantasized about her for some time now but had never dared make a move on her. She was with Connor after all and why would a pretty young thing like her want an old man like him?

She leaned in closer and flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock and then she giggled. "Bet you didn't think this would be happening today eh?"

"Indeed. Beats lunch with the Minister I suppose!" he breathed, his hips rolling as Abby's lips curled over the tip and took him into her warm, soft mouth. She was definitely skilled and it was taking everything he had to hold back. When she had about half his length in her mouth she shifted position slightly and circled her fingers around the base of his cock, stroking him in the same rhythm as her sucking. He groaned out; involuntarily jerking his hips as she brought him right to the edge. She felt so good around him; just as he'd imagined she would and he still couldn't quite believe she was doing this to him.

Her pace quickened and Lester knew he would not be able to hold off much longer. He reached for the back of her head; grasped a handful of her hair and held her so that he was fully inside her mouth. His groin tightened, and with a groan that came from his deepest core he released into her throat. Abby gave an appreciative groan and sucked harder, swallowing everything he was giving her. It had been some time since he'd felt so good; so free. Why hadn't he made a move on her before now?

Finally spent, he released Abby's head and she sat back; gasping and pink cheeked with just a feint trickle of his cum at the corner of her mouth. She looked beautiful. She stood up and glanced nervously at the window, just to be certain she'd worked out the correct position to not be seen, and then turned to face Lester. She unfastened the buttons on her blouse, one by one, slowly and deliberately. His pupils were opened completely wide with lust, drinking in this sight of the gorgeous, sexy, petite blonde he'd desired for so long.

Her blouse fell open and dropped to the floor and Lester gasped. Her perfect breasts heaved; cased inside the crisp white fabric of her bra. She was gazing at him through her long eyelashes; looking innocent but devilish at the same time. He felt his cock twitch into life again – he wanted her so much, so he beckoned for her to come closer. She smiled and edged closer... and then his phone rang.

"Damn!" He grabbed the receiver, annoyed at the interruption. "Yes?" He listened for a moment then slammed the receiver down and zipped up his trousers. "I am so sorry, Abby. The Minister is here, just coming through security now."

Abby sighed and picked up her blouse, cursing her bad timing. She dressed herself hurriedly and smoothed herself down before turning to leave.

"Abby," Lester said as she opened the door. She turned to face him. "We will continue this; that's a promise. Now that I know where we stand..."

Abby nodded and left the office.