Only my drug of choice is that yearning pussy that’s soaking your panties every time you look at me.
Soon.
“So, what’s on the agenda for today?” she asks.
“It’s just a follow up consult, half a day. Make sure all the modules are functioning the way you like, and then I’m out of your hair.”
A sad look crosses her face. “Well, I’m taking you to lunch, on the company of course. Before you leave, if that’s ok?” she asks.
“Well, I can’t say no to a free meal,” I say with a laugh. Today is a day she will remember for the rest of her life. She just doesn’t know it yet.
***
Most of the morning was uneventful, working out kinks in the software. Lunch can’t get here fast enough.
“Hey Joel, can you come take a look at this, I’m not sure this menu is exactly how we’d like it.”
I lean over her shoulder, perched up near her neck. God she smells amazing. I try to look at the screen but all I can focus on is a black lace bra corralling a pair of 38D breasts. She knows exactly what she is doing, breaking out the sexy underwear for my last day here, longing for them to end up on the floor. “I think we should switch options three and four on this window.”
“Shouldn’t be a problem,” I say, not even looking at the screen. My eyes are now on those creamy thighs with her knees pressing together, calves running down to a pair of black heels, legs crossed at the ankles.
I look up to the screen to try and buy myself some extra time. “Well, wait, what if we moved option two and had a separate pop up option for four?” I don’t even know if it made sense or not and I can tell she doesn’t care. She starts to speak and I exhale lightly on her neck.
“Hmmm, I—“
Her voice cracks a little as her eyes close, the tiniest hairs on her neck standing at attention from my warm, moist breath. I interrupt her. “No, never mind, I think I like your idea better,” I say, breathing into her ear as I raise my head up.
I catch her brushing her hands across her legs and onto her knees as I walk away. She doesn’t think I notice, but I do. I can’t stop thinking about how wet her little cunt is right now, her lips begging for my cock to drive into them. It’s going to be a long lunch.
***
I rode with her to the restaurant, but didn’t make any moves. I want to tease her as long as possible. It’s a long-term investment for the eruption that will take place between her legs later when I press the buttons in every erogenous zone in her brain. The sound of her heels on the tile floor of the restaurant and her ass swaying back and forth in that skirt have my cock throbbing in my pants. It’s not just her. She knows she’s driving me crazy too. See Jessica thinks she might know what’s coming, but there’s enough uncertainty to keep her wondering if she’ll merely be dreaming about fucking me when she rubs one out later.
I pull her chair out for her to her surprise. “Sorry if that makes you uncomfortable, my mom just drilled the behavior into me since I was a little boy.”
“Aww, a mama’s boy? I think it’s sweet that she taught you to be a gentleman,” she says, slightly blushing.
“Yeah, she’s old school. Guys sometimes look at me funny, but it always seems to work in my favor with the ladies,” I say with a devilish grin.
The sexual tension is building and for some reason seeing her wedding ring makes me even hornier, as if it makes the game more of a challenge. I mean, I don’t go out seeking married women, but I don’t turn them down either. I didn’t make any promises to anyone to remain faithful, that’s their issue.
She’s staring at me with those seductive blue eyes again, god damn they drive me crazy. I’m a sucker for beautiful eyes. Her hair pulled back makes them pop even more. I want that red lipstick smeared all over my cock while I stare into them.
“So, what are you having?”
Definitely not the salad you will order. I can tell she will order one before the words leave her mouth. It’s a funny thing. Honestly, if she ordered a cheeseburger or steak it’d probably turn me on even more. I’ll order something decent, but not something that will make her feel bad for ordering salad. Grilled chicken or salmon is usually the go to.
“Oh, I think I’ll have the lemon pepper chicken.” I look over to see a guy tearing into a cheeseburger. Fucker. But it’s a price I’m willing to pay to get inside Jessica.
We laugh for a while, trading war stories about work, bad relationships, all the while flirting with each other. Instinctively I reach for the check when it comes.
“I told you it’s on the company,” she says sharply, pushing my hand away, but not before holding on to it an extra split second.
“Sorry, it’s a force of habit.” Yeah right, I know exactly what I am doing. She’s sharp, so I’m sure she has caught on to some of the bullshit. It’s still worth it, as long as I don’t overdo it.
***
The drive back is the longest of my life. I can see her subtly squirming in her seat, anticipating what is to come, afraid that it’s going to end and she’s going to be left with nothing but her hand and a cold shower. A memory of what might have been. This makes me very happy. Don’t worry Jessica, you’re going to get everything you want and then some. Just wait.
I can feel the tingling building in my balls already as we pull slowly into the parking garage. I’m on the verge of exploding in my pants. This is what I live for, the moments before are the best. All of the anticipation, the sweaty palms, the stomach butterflies, my veiny prick growing in my slacks, the animalistic instincts of wanting to drill the little wet hole sitting two feet away, separated only by a console and some cup holders.
Finally, we pull into the parking space, staring at each other momentarily before opening our doors. I pretend to be a little upset that she opened the door without letting me open it for her.
“I’m so sorry. I’m not used to the royal treatment. My husband would have been inside the building by now.”
“Well, why don’t you make up for it and walk me to my car, like a true gentlelady would do?”
That gets a giggle out of her. It’s kind of cheesy, but she eats it up. Jessica grabs me around the arm as if taking me to the prom or walking me down the aisle at a wedding. I feel my forearm rub against her tight hard nipple and soft breast. It sends a warm sensation through my groin.
The sound of her heels clacking on the concrete as we near my car is driving me insane. I can see her biting her lip, knowing that this is the moment. I can tell everything she is thinking. Is he really going to fuck me in his car, or in the dark corner of this busy parking garage? Why did he park all the way back here anyway? Did he plan this out?
You’re god damn right I did.
We are approaching my ’67 Fastback in the corner and I can tell the car intrigues her. I’ve had it since I was 17 and restored it myself. Classic muscle cars are an aphrodisiac if there ever was one. She is getting antsy and releases my arm to walk in front of me. Her ass is driving me wild in that skirt, I want to bite into it.
“Is that a ’67?”
Jesus Christ, she knows her cars, now I’m rock hard. “Yes,” I reply, in a surprised tone.
She’s starting to walk faster and I match her pace as she walks around to the driver’s side door.
“I have to check this out,” she says, running her hand down the door in the sexiest way possible.
It’s time.
I walk up behind her and press my hand slightly on the small of her back and work my palm down to her ass. I see her eyes close as she presses those tits up against the window, her hands resting at the top of the car. I lean in close, next to her ear. “I have to check you out,” I whisper, watching people get in and out of their cars, nothing between us and them but my Mustang. “I know you want me,” I whisper again.
“But, I’m married,” she mutters back, starting to moan slightly as I slide her skirt up her ass. She’s trying to tease me. She’ll find out who’s in control soon enough.
“You sure, last chance?” I breathe in her ear, running my hand up her inner-thigh.
She won’t resist anymore. “I think we both know the answer to that,” she replies, her eyes still closed, oblivious to the fact she’s in public.
I start to rub my fingers back and forth on her moist panties, circling around her clit that’s already swelled to a jelly bean. It sends a slight shudder through her shoulders. I start whispering in her ear again while breathing down her neck. “I know this is what you’ve wanted all week, me behind you, my hand up your skirt. Look at all these people, they have no idea my fingers are about to go inside you.”
She opens her eyes to see all the people in front of us who have no idea what we’re doing. I can see the spark in her eyes as the excitement rushes through her veins like a strong narcotic. “You’ve been dreaming about my fingers inside this tight little cunt, knowing you could lose your job if you get caught, but you don’t care, do you? You want it too bad. You need me finger fucking that needy little pussy, don’t you?”
I slip my thumb inside of her, two fingers swirling on her clit.
“Oh my fucking god, yes,” she coos, parting her thighs and giving me more access.
I start tweaking one of her rock hard nipples before running my hand over her breast. I can feel Jessica’s heartbeat on my thumb inside of her, panties cocked to the side, focusing on her clit, still running my fingers over it in small circles.
“Keep an eye out,” I say, as I drop to my knees slowly.
“What?” she asks in a surprised tone, staring down as I raise her skirt up to release her beautiful peach-shaped ass with black lace panties covering the upper half. She looks back up immediately before closing her eyes, giving in to the possibility of being discovered.
I massage her ass cheeks for a moment over her panties—I know she wore them specifically for this moment—before pulling them down around her knees, revealing a gorgeous set of swollen lips, already wet and glistening between her thighs. I take my time, working up the back of her tan legs, teasing her lips with the tip of my tongue, before burying my nose in her ass and darting my tongue into her swollen pink entry.
Jessica lets out a slight squeal and then covers her mouth, looking around to see if anyone noticed. A family of four is walking through the parking lot, oblivious to me eating her pussy a mere 50 feet away. I start to pick up the pace a bit, flicking my tongue on her clit and probing her while she squirms against the car door, wanting to shout but knowing she can’t.
I grab her ass and turn her around to face me, staring eye-level at her shaved little cunt. I can see the lust in her eyes and it fills me with a sense of power and satisfaction, knowing that she is going to finally open her mind and release all of the tension that’s been building for years in every bone in her body. I wrap my arms around and grab her ass cheeks and yank my head between her thighs which sends her bending over me in surprise.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” is all she can manage to say under her breath.
I start working my fingers up the inside of her thigh while teasing her bump with my tongue, lapping up her juices that are flowing down onto my face. The closer my fingers get the tighter her legs squeeze together. “Just relax, I’m about to make you experience something you’ve never felt before.”
She becomes less tense as I work my fingers in, still going to town on that clit and watching her fondle her breasts. Neither of us could give a fuck about getting caught at this point. The attraction is too strong. Her eyes roll back as I take my two fingers to the hilt, rubbing on the ridge I find deep inside of her piping hot tunnel. I can feel her walls squeezing tightly around my fingers and imagine what it’s going to feel like around my swollen cock later. Wow, this pussy is tight. She definitely hasn’t had it in a while.
The suctioning noise of my fingers throttling her pussy are making her drenched as she grips the back of my scalp, the insides of her arms pressing those beautiful tits together. I continue snaking my tongue over her and working it in circles as my fingers hammer away deep inside of her. “God damn it, Joel, fuck!” she hollers, a little too loud for comfort, but it doesn’t slow me down. She’s on the edge and doesn’t realize what’s on the other side, she’s always been too afraid to let go and take the plunge. I’m about to take her there.
I raise my pinky finger, my entire hand and her thighs are soaked with her sweet juices. I start sliding my pinky finger between her crack with each thrust of my fingers before teasing her tight little puckered asshole with it.
“Holy. Fuck,” she moans, barely able to breathe, her hips trying to push her ass through the car door, barely able to handle the intense feeling building inside of her. I keep my head buried into her, increasing the tempo of my tongue and fingers. I remove my head from between her legs for a split second.
“Just let it happen,” I whisper, before diving back in and sending my tongue into a fury over her throbbing pussy.
“Ok, ok, oh my fucking god!” she moans, trying not to scream as my pinky slides slightly inside of her asshole and I start rubbing over her g-spot in small circles, my fingers fully submerged into the depths of her.
She’s now bucking her hips on my face, fully engrossed in her fantasy. A shudder starts in her legs and shoots through her arms and legs. Her entire body goes tight as her thighs squeeze around my face, her nails digging into my scalp. She convulses on my face momentarily before letting go and coming all over my lips, unable to make a sound. I savor every drop as time freezes for her, all of her sexual energy channeled into her pulsating clit and shooting to her extremities. She finally relaxes a little, her beautiful breasts rising and falling with each deep breath.
I stand up slowly to meet her with a smile, running my fingers across her tight nipples just to see a shiver jolt through her torso. “You are a fucking genius,” she says with a huge smile. “Holy fuck!”
I’ve unleashed the beast. It’s inside of every woman, they just don’t know it.
She throws me up against the car and my cock immediately starts to throb as she rubs her hand over it. I see her eyebrows rise as she feels my length and girth in her palm, growing more and more the tighter she squeezes. “I have a few things I want to do to you,” she says seductively.
“Do it then,” I say, grinning from ear to ear.
She starts unbuckling my belt and then pulls it apart with her teeth, one of my weaknesses that I find ridiculously hot. Those blue eyes staring up at me have my balls boiling and I haven’t even been inside her yet.
She unzips my pants and pulls them and my briefs down in one quick motion, releasing my cock like a spring-loaded weapon. “Oh my,” she says, starting to stroke the length of my veiny prick slowly with one hand, the other rubbing on her beautiful tits over her shirt.
Her tongue slowly comes out of her mouth and teases at the tip. A tingling feeling shoots through my legs as soon as her warm, moist tongue touches me. “You’ve wanted to suck that dick, haven’t you?” I ask, staring below at her skirt that’s hiked up over her beautiful ass.
She nods, taking me a little further into her mouth. Those blue eyes locked on mine, logging away every reaction in her memory. The inside of her cheeks closing around the head of my cock sends my head backwards. She’s surprisingly better than I thought she’d be. Accountants, they have a wild side to them.
She’s now hit her groove, stroking and sucking in one smooth, rhythmic motion. It feels amazing. I can’t stop staring at those ruby red lips, spread tight around my stiff prick, smearing her lipstick the length of it. She loves every second of it. Suddenly she lifts my cock and presses it to my stomach, before diving into my balls and sucking on one and then the other, all the while stroking my cock up towards the sky.
“You like that, don’t you?” she asks, pausing for a moment. I’m not going to lie, it feels fucking amazing. Apparently, I don’t answer her fast enough as she spits all over my balls and buries one in her mouth, sucking forcefully on it.
God dam
n. I’m contemplating letting her have control of this whole ordeal. She might fuck even better than I thought.
“Hell yes, just like that,” I whisper.
“I saw you staring at my tits over the computer you fucking tease. You’ve been teasing me with this dick all week. You want to fuck them, don’t you?”
I smile sheepishly. What have I created? This woman is incredible, radiating sexual confidence. I’m going to change her life.
“Thought you’d never ask.”
She looks around as if she’s suddenly worried about someone seeing her pull her tits out. Never mind the fact that she was just smothering her face with my balls. Before I know it she has her bra pulled out through her sleeve and pulls her shirt up, releasing a beautiful pair of natural tits that bounce slightly. I mean they’re perfect. I want to bury my face between them and never come out.
She squeezes them together and lets her spit slowly fall between them, rubbing them together. “You like these?” she asks with a smile.
“They’re fucking perfect,” I say.
“I can’t wait to watch you fuck them.”
She spits on my cock and scoops under her tits with one arm, her other hand holding my throbbing dick. She slaps the head of my prick on each one and then teases at her nipples with it, rubbing it over them. I’m about to explode every time her hard nipples rub against my swollen head.
“You like it when I slap your dick on these big fucking tits?” she asks.
“Hell yes.”
Then she slaps it on her cheek and her tongue a few times, sucking the tip for a moment. Before I know it, she has those gorgeous breasts wrapped around the length of me, bobbing up and down. God I love my dick between her tits.
She slides me back and forth between them, increasing and decreasing the tempo at will. I have to get inside of her. It’s uncontrollable. I pick her up under her arms and press her up against the car and she spreads her legs, offering her ass to me. She is giddy with excitement. “You want this cock inside you?”
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