"Go out and fuck someone you are attracted to for no reason other than you want to. Give yourself totally to the experience as if he was the only person in the world that mattered. Hey, how about that candidate you were lusting after last week. He looks like a stud. Shit, if he wasn't a candidate and local I would seduce him myself. Besides, I would want you to have first dibs. For me its just sex – for you it sounds more like lust or even revenge."
Three days later I called Jack. "I know this is a little presumptuous, but I am having a problem with a testy client, I think it's because I am a women, and I could use some help in closing this placement. I immediately thought of your calming attitude and, if you are willing, I could sure use the help. I will pay you for the time if you can help out or even share the commission."
"Tell me where and when. I am happy to help. Just give me time to hear from you what has happened up to now!"
"Oh thank you, very much, for being a good sport. Its Friday at 2:30 so meet me here at 1:30 and I'll brief you."
"See you then" he answered and hung up.
We met on Friday and went off to the meeting. The guy was a chauvinist and Jack managed to convince him that he was really not seeing the bigger picture, that the candidate could bring a lot to the table, and that kind of an opportunity doesn't come along too often. We closed the deal 2 hours later complete with a deposit.
"I don't want to go back to the office – it's too late. Can I take you to dinner as a thank you? I feel like celebrating." I really wanted some company – especially his.
"Don't you have to get home to someone?" he asked a little too obvious.
"Oh not this week, he is in Boston at a conference. Truth is I could use a friend right now, things aren't going so well." I stopped and looked at Jack fighting back tears.
"I don't really know why I pouring this out to you, but somehow you have made me very comfortable. It must be your hands. This is soooo unprofessional but I really don't have anyone to talk to. My best girlfriend is the problem so I can't even go to her."
"Let me listen, if nothing else" he offered and ordered a bottle of wine. "We can just sit here and talk, cry, complain or whatever. OK?"
"How come you're so nice?" I asked
"Because I don't like my dark side – I spent too much time with it early in my life. It hasn't been out since I got my divorce, and I really enjoy being happy. So why not share it?" I smiled at him. What a perfect answer from this glorious man.
"Nice answer." I replied
We had a couple of glasses and we ordered another bottle. We decided to order some food because I was really feeling the alcohol. I told him that I hadn't had the chance for lunch and all I had for breakfast was coffee. The drunker I got, the more I told him. It was awful for me and must have been for him to hear about Will and Sharon and Sheilah. I admitted I was emotionally broken from his cheating. I said I was looking for some kind of retribution and wasn't sure what that revenge would look like.
The more we talked the closer we got to each other. We were accenting our conversation by touching each other – on the arm, the hand, a shoulder. I could also feel the warmth of his leg against mine. I was going to have a problem keeping my distance from this very sexy man. I was so attracted to him I was getting wetter by the minute. He was cute – he was trying hard to be a friend and I was making it difficult by trying to seduce him.
"What do you have in mind for your revenge?" he asked, sort of innocently trying to get me to say it out load. Guys are funny.
"I can't believe I am going to be this forward and admitting this to you, but, I was thinking I would play a little as well. You know, what's good for the goose...." I turned to face him and put my hand on his arm. I was looking deep into his eyes and he was looking back. It was the sexiest thing I could ever imagine. There was this long period of time when all we did was stare at each other. He flinched first.
"You sure know how to get a guy's attention" he said. "But I think it's the wine talking right now. And I know you are hurting. I really am a nice guy, so please don't make it hard for me. You are a very desirable women." That was all I needed to hear. My engine really started to run then and I turned it on.
"It hasn't been the wine for the last week – ever since I met you the first time" I replied "I know its sounds crazy, and I may be a little lit so I am a little too uninhibited, but I have been dreaming about you – and not in a way I could tell anyone – not even you!"
"Irene, where is this going and are you sure you want to?" I was really drawn to this man and apparently so was he to me. So, I started stroking his arm and I moved my shoeless foot to stroke his leg.
"No, I am not sure," I cooed, "but I think I can be me with you – I feel comfortable. I don't know why, but I know I can trust you. Who else to share my new found freedom with than a new friend who I am sure can be discrete? Besides, if you are half as good in bed as you are in the boardroom, I know we will play well together."
"Irene, you're married. I need to understand what you're thinking!"
"So is he. If it doesn't concern me why should it concern you. I feel no guilt about what I am thinking and I am pretty sure I won't feel guilty later either. So, if you feel what I feel there is between us, then tell me. If not, we can just be good friends who can lean on each other – no foul. I know I would do that for you and you have already done that for me."
He looked at me for a long time staring into my eyes. I was stroking his arm and leaning into him. I could feel his body warmth coming through his jacket and I was burning inside with lust.
"To be honest, I have never been attracted to a women more in my life. But life is about choices. If I make this one and its turns bad, we both will be sorry." He put his hand on my thigh and stroked it softly up to my skirt's hem. I let out this very soft moan and then a very quiet hiss.
"If you don't want to help me in my revenge, stop doing what you are doing. It is making me think very bad things and coming to lots of conclusions. Please don't let me make a fool of myself. I find you very desirable and have from the start." I wanted this guy so bad I was soaked.
He didn't stop. He pushed his hand higher on my thigh and over the top of my stockings. I moaned louder and shuttled closer to him, practically in his lap. I felt around his thigh searching under the table for his cock. When I found it I started a slow and methodical stroke of it through his pants. He responded by moving his hand all the way up my leg to my crotch. I parted my legs to give him easier access. My panties were soaking wet. I closed my eyes and started humming.
"My, my, what have we here?" he said stroking my pussy through my panties and getting a very wet hand in return.
"If you don't take me somewhere and do something soon I will feint from desire." I looked at him and said "I hope you don't believe this is a just the wine."
He looked around the restaurant. It was too early for the dinner crowd and after work drink before going home group. "I'm going to the men's room. Don't you have to go too?" I had my shoe on and was half way out from the table before he finished standing.
As I got to the access hallway and the privacy screen he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. I groaned in his ear. My arms went around his neck and I pulled his head toward me. We kissed, passionately and hungrily. I was on fire and could only think of him inside me. I parted my lips and I thrust my tongue as far into him as possible. Our tongues were fighting each other with the passion we both had. I was purring with delight at finally getting real close to him and from the intensity of the kisses. He was stroking my sides and my ass and ran his hands over my breasts very slowly.
"Please....please – do something - soooooon" I pleaded in between kisses.
He pulled me into the men's room, turned around and locked the door. He pushed me up against the wall and grabbed my hands, pinning them together with one hand and pressing them over my head and against the wall. With the other he unbuttoned my blouse slowly – painfully slowly for me �
�� I had been ready for too long. He pulled the tails out from my skirt and the blouse fell open. I was wearing a demi-bra and he could see my distended nipples peaking out above the cup. It had a front clip which he expertly undid with his free hand. He squeezed my breasts and played with my nipples. I responded with sighs and moans. He started kissing my neck, then my shoulder and licked me all the way to my left nipple. I was breathing faster and thrusting my pelvis into his now very hard dick.
He grabbed my nipple in his teeth and gently bit and sucked on it. Panting and whispering "please" over and over again I pulled one hand free and went right for his cock. He let go my other one and I opened his belt and then unzipped his pants. With the zipper down his pants fell to the floor. I reached into his shorts and grabbed his big and warm cock which was already oozing some precum.
"Oh god it feels wonderful. My I see it – kiss it – suck on it - I need to swallow it now." I have never felt so wanton in my life.
Not waiting for an answer I dropped to my knees pulling his shorts down to his ankles. His dick sprung out right at my mouth level and I went right at it taking him all the way into my throat in one pull. He dick was beautiful – not huge but nicely formed at about 8 inches long but it was thick – I say about 3 inches around. I really didn't care. I was slurping and sucking and swallowing and stroking and humming all at the same time and he was going to go off way too soon.
"Please" I said "I know you are ready to cum, cum in my mouth. Please! Please I need you to do that for me."
He couldn't hold it back. I was squeezing his balls and sucking away like a vacuum cleaner. When he came, I sucked him all the way down my throat and swallowed everything he pumped into me. I kept right on sucking and throating him until he was completely drained.
I released his cock and licked it clean. Looking up at him, I couldn't do anything but smile. I was half way to my goal and god was I ready for it. I had released the buttons and the zipper on my skirt and it fell away to the floor. There I stood, open bra and blouse, thigh high stockings and a thong – a very wet thong. I started to stroke him hard again slowly and lovingly. "Its so beautiful to see. I have been dreaming about it. Now put it where I need it!"
I turned around and bent over the counter sliding my thong to my ankles in one motion. I reached behind and spread my cheeks with both hands. He was already hard again and ready to go.
"In my ass!" was all I said. It wasn't a request.
I positioned his now very hard dick at my anus and pushed back. He was still a little slick from my blowjob and his head popped right through my tight opening. He slowly began to push in – pulling out a little with each thrust and then inward like a seesaw. I wanted all of it and was doing all I could do to get it all in. Finally, with one final push he buried his dick all the way. I grunted from the advance and the sheer pleasure of being filled and pushed back my pelvis as hard as I could. Then he pulled almost all the way out again, and then all the way in, slowly with long strokes. He fucked my ass torturing me with the pleasure of it. I was going crazy with lust. I was moaning in between grunts every time he hit bottom and his balls slapped against my clit. He reached under and started stroking my pussy and sliding his fingers along my slit. I was gushing so much cum juice that it was flowing down my legs. He managed to slide two fingers in while working my pussy and moving in and out of my ass. I went nuts – groaning and grunting as he fucked both my holes. I was biting on a paper towel so as not to scream my pleasure and call in the security guards.
I felt the walls of my pussy start to pulse and the heat in there was intense for me – it must have an oven for him. He started to piston my ass and plunged his fingers in and out in the same rhythm. I couldn't hold out any longer. I held my breath and let go a tremendous orgasm. The juices poured out of my pussy all over his hand and down my leg. It had to be a gallon – I have no idea where it all came from. He lost control and pumped another load of cum up my ass. I immediately came again and then again as my tunnel gripped and regripped his dick and his fingers continued to play with my pussy. I unloaded another gallon of juice. Fucking amazing. I was so exhausted from the fucking and the orgasms that my legs were getting weak and I asked that we stop so I didn't fall on the floor. He turned me around and lifted me up and on the counter. He stepped between my legs and pulled them up over his shoulders exposing my soaked pussy and my gaping ass dripping with his cum. Without so much as a warning, he buried his amazing still hard dick all the way into my ass. I thought I was going to feint. He started pumping furiously. It didn't take long for me to catch up. I wrapped my arms around his head and stuck my tongue through his open lips and down his throat. I was going way over the cliff and fast. He just kept punishing my ass as hard as he could and I was loving it. I never wanted him to stop. When he finally came again I had cum another four times.
"I can't do it anymore" I said with this very satisfied look. "I am totally fucked. You are just incredible. Lets go somewhere and play some more!" He knew I was serious and we were going to need a little rest anyway before we could go again.
We cleaned up as best as possible, I combed my hair and freshened my makeup and he unlocked the door. Nobody had even noticed as we walked out, paid the bill and headed for his apartment. We played all that night and all day Saturday stopping only for food and an occasional shower. It was the most amazing sex I have ever had. We were relentless in our pursuit of our mutual pleasure. His apartment smelled from the sex and his bed looked like a hurricane had come through. We fucked everywhere and anywhere trying new positions and new combinations. Finally we were so tired we fell asleep in each other's arms. Very early Sunday I awakened him with a blow job. I just wanted to please him as much as he had me. We took another shower together and I told him I was so sore I would need a week to recover. I pleaded with him to let me go home.
We had this torrid affair for almost two years. At least twice a week I would go over to Jack's place for a late afternoon "meeting". I placed him for big money at one of my bigger clients and he convinced them that he should handle all the human resource issues as well. They were happy to let him take control of it. I was happy, I had another excuse. Will never had a clue. He was still banging Sharon and Sheilah and me even on occasion. He was no match for Jack's passion or his staying power. His dick would stay hard for hours.
One afternoon as I was getting ready to leave, a little weak in the knees from our three hours of solid love making, I told me that I was quitting my job and leaving Will. I explained that I wasn't doing it for him but because I wanted a fresh start – alone somewhere else. I told Jack I would be eternally grateful to him for making me feel desirable and important and all the incredible sex and his dependable friendship. I was so grateful, I said, that I had turned my "very special" account, him, over to another agent who was being promoted. I grabbed my cellphone and made a call. Three minutes later the doorbell rang. Jack rushed to put on a robe as I answered the door. In walked Tina. I closed the door behind her and turned toward Jack and the new arrival. She unbuttoned her coat and dropped it to the floor. She was stark naked and ready for action.
I looked at his hardening dick tenting his bathrobe. He couldn't help it. She was just that gorgeous.
"Tina knows all about us and your marvelous hands and that amazing cock of yours. She has promised to take just as good care of you as I have these last two years. It's the least I could do."
I gave Tina a big kiss. "Take care of our most important customer. And whatever you do, don't let your husband know. He owns the fucking agency!"
At the Room
Slowly he paced back and forth in his room waiting for here arrival. They had met earlier and had a early supper and now she was due at his room. He stopped dead in his tracks and his heart skipped a beat when he heard a soft knock at the door.
Slowly he opened it to find her looking shyly on the other side. Quickly regaining his compusure he invited her into the room. As she walked by the smell of her light perf
ume filled drifted up to him and immediately lit the fire of passion within him. He noticed she had changed into a long denim dress that buttoned from top to bottom and it hung the curves of her body nicely. Offering her a seat he asked her if she would like anything to drink or anything else and she softly said that no, she was fine. She took a seat kinda in the middle of the couch and when she lifted her leg to cross it over the other he noticed that several of the bottom buttons were left undone and open, revealing her leg to his roving eye.
He sat down on the couch next to her. He was not real sure what to do, his stomach was flittering with butterflies as he sat close enough that thier arms were touching. He turned to her to find that she was looking directly at him, meeting her gaze he told her that she looked absolutely stunning and leaned into kiss her. It was a soft kiss, just kinda lingering on the lips, then it grew more urgent as his passion was fueled by her softness. He slowly ran his tongue across her lips, back and forth until her lips separated more and he could roll his tongue against hers. She met his kisses with great desire, her tongue entwining with his. As the passion grew between them his hands began to wonder over her body, up her arms, over her shoulder and up her neck so he could run his fingers thru her long wavy hair. They were now melted together, she had one leg slung over his so that she was closer to him as thier mouths waged war and his hands carressed her back.
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