"You are so beautiful," he said before pulling off her panties. He slid them down slowly, enjoying the view, her shaved pussy with just a little patch of hair just above her clit. He ran his fingers down that wet slit, he let one slip inside. Leaning in, he started to lick.
"Oh Jon," Sandy moaned as he worked a second finger in and his tongue flicked faster and faster.
"Oh baby, I'm so close, oh please don't stop". The encouragement helped him keep up his stamina. He licked and licked. Her juices flowing freely, her pussy tasted so good.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, oh Jon, I'm gonna cum all over your face". With that Jon could feel her contracting around his fingers. Another surge of her juices filled his mouth. He pulled back and saw the look of pure ecstasy on her face.
He stood and stripped off his clothes. Now naked, his cock erect and pointing at her wet open pussy. He stroked it once, then got on his knees and pulled Sandy to the edge of the couch. Jon inched forward, the swollen head of his prick at the gates of heaven, just one small push from entering.
"Do you want this cock baby?" Jon asked.
"You know I do. You know I want to feel your cock inside me."
He moved is hips forward and watched his manhood slide inside.
"That pussy feels so good" and with that comment he grabbed hold of her hips and started pumping for real. There was no real conversation for awhile after that. Just the moans and grunts of pleasure that men and women use when all thought is almost lost. Jon could feel his climax was close and expending the last of his energy worked his hips even faster, trying to bring that heavenly release.
"Oh Sandy, I'm so close, I'm gonna cum in that sweet pussy."
"Yes Jon, cum in that pussy!" and he could feel it, like a sneeze you knew there was no stopping, his orgasm was right on the edge. He looked down at the act of sex, the penetration, the disappearance of him inside her. That visual stimulation was the last push over the edge.
"Oh Yeah!" his orgasm erupted, jets of hot cum filling her warm hole. He felt almost completely spent when her pussy clenched around him, around his now sensitive head, milking a little more out of him. He pulled slowly out, his cock looking like just another flaccid penis, its job done for now.
"I need to go clean up before you drip out and all over my leg. Care to join me in the shower?" she asked.
"Sure."
Sunday
The morning arrived in a familiar but strange bed. Sandy and Jon showered the night before, kissing, fondling, and playing under the warm deluge of water. Once naked and dry they climbed into bed, found a comfortable spooning position, and drifted off to sleep. With morning, Jon discovered they had drifted apart during the night. Sandy was still asleep, on her side with her back to Jon. He decided to snuggle up close, pressing against her warmth. Almost immediately his cock started to grow and he reached down to align it with the crack of her ass. He reached an arm over and cupped her breast as he gave a gentle hip thrust.
“Mmm, still have some energy after last night?” Sandy asked as she awoke to that gentle prodding.
“I thought a little fun might be nice before I head home but if you’re tired I can let you sleep,” he replied in a teasing manner.
“Oh, I think a little fun would be a great way to start the day. Although it doesn’t feel so little at the moment,” she teased as she wiggled her butt against his crotch. With that invitation, Jon leaned in and kissed her neck, a gentle sucking on the skin, starting near her shoulder and working towards her earlobe. Sandy moaned, her butt now doing lazy circles against his hard rod, a horizontal lap dance. His cock grew even harder, aching to slide between her soft pink lips, aching for release. Jon rolled Sandy over as he rolled onto his back, so that she was now lying on top.
“I want you to ride me,” Jon whispered.
“Oh baby, I thought you would never ask,” Sandy replied with a devilish smile. She got to her knees, straddling his crotch, her wet hole hovering above his steel erection. Grabbing hold of his hardness, she rubbed the head along her slit. Jon held her hips, his eyes going from her breasts swaying above him to the promise of satisfaction between her legs. He smiled as she slowly lowered herself down upon him, her dark hole opening to allow him entry, to allow him pleasure. Slowly she went down until she had taken all of him, his manhood no longer seen, just felt. Sandy bent over, her boobs pressed against Jon’s chest and they kissed as Sandy started a slow grind.
“Oh Sandy, you feel so fucking good”
“You like that pussy don’t you?” Sandy asked but it wasn’t really a question. They knew what each other liked. They knew this was a friends with benefits situation, just two people needing a release that porn and lubricant alone can’t always satisfy. She straightened up, “now I’m ride gonna that cock”, and with that declaration, she started sliding her pussy up and down that hard tool. Jon, being the visual person he was, watched as she went up, revealing his rod soaked with her juices, then down, taking it all back in. She picked up the pace, now pounding his crotch with her wet clit. Juices flowing down, wetting his balls. Jon moved his hands from her hips to her tits. Feeling the weight of them as she bounced. Running his thumbs over her hard nipples.
“Oh baby, you keep that up and I am going to cum,” Jon warned but she didn’t slow and actually seemed to put more into the effort. Sweat breaking out on her forehead, eyes shut, and a hand placed on his chest for balance, she was completely into the moment. She could feel the orgasm building, could feel the promise of ecstasy.
“Oh Jon, I’m so close, I want to cum all over your cock,” she moaned. Jon was holding out but knew it would only be another moment. “Oh Jon, Oh Jon, I’m cumming,” and with that he could feel her hole squeezing against him, wetting him even more. It was too much, he let his orgasm come, his spasms sending hot cum deep inside her. Sandy laid down on top of him. Her body hot and slick with sweat. He held her and kissed her neck.
“Damn, I think we need another shower,” Sandy whispered in his ear.
“I think you’re right”
***
Jon was tying his shoes when Sandy came out of her bedroom, dressed for a late morning run through the park. She looked good in spandex and he took a moment to enjoy the view.
“You know you are always welcome to join me.”
“I’m not much of a runner, although I might take my bike out later and hit the trails. Looks like it should be a nice day for it,” Jon replied. He got up and took Sandy in his arms, giving her one last parting kiss. “I really enjoyed last night,” he said.
“I really enjoyed this morning,” she replied, again flashing that devilish smile of hers. “Hopefully sometime soon we will do it again.”
It was about lunchtime when Jon got back home. He fired up the computer and made a sandwich while it was booting. In a few minutes he was sitting at the desk and sifting through emails, deleting the junk, giving some of the sales a quick look, then noticing one from Dale and Heidi. They were a couple that Jon met on an adult dating website. Things went slow at first, several emails back and forth, many pictures exchanged, then finally a night out for drinks. Dale and Heidi were looking for a threesome, something to spice up their marriage. They had some experience and were looking to expand their horizons a little more. The first night out ended with a tight hug from Heidi and a firm handshake from Dale and a promise to meet again. That was almost two years ago and they had hooked up many times since with many happy endings.
“Hey Jon,
Heidi has been hinting that she wants the pleasure of two cocks again. In particular your cock and mine. How would you like to come over Thursday and help give her what she wants.
Dale”
Jon read the short message three times, his cock stiffening more with each reread. Dale and Heidi were a great couple and he always look forward to threesomes with them. Jon typed a quick reply and already knew it would be a long week waiting for Thursday to get here.
He finished his food while clearing his inbox then cha
nged and loaded his bike onto the back of the SUV. There were some nice trails in the foothills outside of town and a long ride seemed like a good idea right now. Jon knew his sex life was not typical but sometimes he wondered if it was downright abnormal. He didn’t care if it was, he really enjoyed his sexcapades, he just wondered how many other people out there had hidden sides. Take Dale and Heidi for example, they were both professionals who worked nice jobs. How many people would guess that those two fine looking people liked to occasionally invite a third into their bedroom?
Jon pulled into the parking lot and unstrapped his bike. The trailhead parking was a little crowded, the nice weather bringing everybody out. He started down the trail, pedaling at an easy pace and wondering how Thursday night would turn out.
Monday
The alarm was buzzing, reminding Jon that he was not a morning person. Silencing the alarm on his phone he stumbled out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. His morning routine during the week was almost always the same. Kitchen first to start the coffee, computer room to hit the power button, then to the bathroom and shower to wake up under a steamy downpour.
Wrapper in a towel after his shower and drinking his breakfast (coffee not booze), Jon clicked through the morning news stories. It seems the world survived another night which meant he should probably make his way to work. He took a couple of moments to look through one of his favorite porn video sites and found a couple of videos he thought might be good for after work.
Jon shut down the computer, dressed, and was out of the door a few minutes later. The commute to work was only a few miles but morning traffic usually turned it into a half hour or more. He pulled into the parking garage a few minutes before 9am and made his way into the office building. He worked at a tech support call center where he started many years ago on the phones. He worked his way up and now supervised the forty technicians that inhabited the cubicle farm outside his office.
As he walked by the cubicles he smiled and greeted the techs who were preparing for the day. Standing at the last cube, the one closest to his office, he saw Janice, his senior and most experienced technician. She stood there, the top couple of shirt buttons undone to display her more than ample cleavage and her short skirt showing most of her silky thighs. Janice’s skills on the phones were more than enough to justify her promotion to senior tech but that didn’t stop the gossip from spreading that it was her legs that did the spreading for the promotion.
“Good morning Janice,” Jon said with a generous smile. “I see you are dressed for success”.
“Good morning boss man, don’t you like my outfit?” Janice replied with a fake pout.
“Janice you are the reason I come to work,” Jon flirted.
“Oh, such the sweet talker aren’t you,” she said with a wink.
“Well, there’s my paycheck too,” he slipped in as he slipped by Janice and into his office. He turned and looked through the office window to see Janice sticking her tongue out at him. Jon sat at his desk and looked out at the floor. He could see the rows of cubicles but Janice’s was the only one he could actually see into. Otherwise he just saw heads above the walls whenever someone stood up or walked around.
Jon started with his work emails, sorting them in order of importance. There was a reminder that employee evaluations were coming up, never a fun time of year. The activities group was looking for enough people for a softball team. As he sorted through the emails his mind kept drifting to Janice. He tried to keep the flirting to a harmless level but her body made his mind wander to less pure thoughts. This in turn made his prick react and his pants tighten uncomfortably. “Damn, I need to do something else”, Jon thought to himself.
One of the parts of being a supervisor was to randomly listen in on the phone calls. This also helped with those evaluations that were coming do. He placed the headset on and dialed the access number for Ralph, one of the better techs on the floor. A moment later he was listening to Ralph guide what sounded like an older woman through the process of updating her printer drivers. Ralph was patient and never condescending, always able to find the right words. Jon disconnected and reconnected to Sarah, a newer tech who knew computers inside and out but still needed to polish her delivery, tame the technical terms down for the confused costumer on the other end of the line. He jotted down some notes to discuss with her later and disconnected. He was about to monitor another call when the phone buzzed from Janice’s line. Jon looked up and saw Janice leaning back in her chair, a coy smile on her lips, and looking directly at him. He connected the line.
“Hi Janice.”
“Hi Sexy, you look way too busy in there.” Janice purred into the phone. She had a goddamn sexy voice and once again Jon’s cock responded, a little twitch, as if to say “I’m listening.”
“I’m not sure if Sexy is an appropriate form of greeting here at work,” Jon replied.
“Maybe not appropriate but it is true. I’ve seen you riding your bike all around town. You keep in shape,” Janice replied.
“Thank you Janice. Did you actually need something?
“I just wanted to let you know that today is No Panties Monday,” Janice smiled, leaned back a little further in her chair, and spread her thighs open. Jon watched as the fabric of her skirt stretched, revealing more and more of those silky thighs. This was so wrong, to be doing this at work, but his cock didn’t care. He could feel the fabric of his pants stretching like her skirt, his dick growing as Janice teased.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he stammered as Janice pulled the skirt up. He couldn’t quite see in the darkness between her legs but almost. Just a little more, just pull your skirt up a little more, he could almost see …
“Well, if we shouldn’t be doing this…”, said Janice as she stopped pulling her skirt up, so close to showing what Jon imagined to be a sweet sweet pussy. “I wouldn’t want you to turn me in for bad behavior.”
“I would never turn you in. I just don’t know if this is a good idea.”
“So Jon, do you want me stop?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Then tell me Jon, what do you want? What would you like me to do?” Jon’s throat went dry, his hand was rubbing the hardness in his pants. The head on his shoulders knew the right thing to say but that head wasn’t in charge right now.
“Slide you skirt up a little more,” he finally replied and sure enough Janice obliged. Her fingers grasped the hem of her skirt, pulling slowly up. Jon watched from his desk, through the glass window, and into Janice’s cubicle as she exposed the moist folds between her legs. “Oh yes” was all he could say.
“Do you like what you see boss man?” she asked knowing the obvious answer.
“Oh yes,” he managed a second time.
“Would you like me to play with it?” She asked, again knowing the answer but wanting to hear him say it.
“Yes baby, play with that pussy.”
“Such dirty words,” Janice said before running her hand over her smooth shaven puss. “Your hand looks busy there boss man, what’s it doing under the desk?”
“Rubbing my cock.”
“Is it out baby?”
“No, still in my pants.”
“Take your cock out and stroke it for my baby.”
“What if someone comes down the aisle?” Jon asked. He wanted to do what she wanted but was still a little afraid.
“Life is risky. If you want to see more than you need to participate. Would you like me to finger my pussy?”
“Yes”
“Then take your cock out and start stroking it under the desk.”
“Okay.” Jon reached both hands under the desk, undid the button, slid the zipper down, and pulled his hard rod out. “It’s out.”
“That’s good boss man,” Janice moaned before sliding a finger into her own mouth and sucking it, making it nice and wet. She then took that same finger and slid it into the folds of her pussy, finding the entrance there and going in. “Oh that feels so good,�
� she sighed. “Do you know what I wish?”
“What do you wish?” Jon breathed heavily.
“I wish it was your cock fucking me, not just my finger. Do you wish that?”
“Yes.”
“Say it!” Janice demanded, her voice not yelling but softly commanding. Jon had no choice but to obey at this point.
“Oh Janice, I wish it was my cock in your pussy. I wish I was fucking you right now.”
“Oh yes boss, thinking about you deep inside, I’m so moist, can you hear my finger going in and out, do you want me to do it harder?”
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