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It has been three long years since my divorce and three years since I had the pleasure of a woman. But I remember the day she walked into the office, escorted by the Human Resources Manager. Her name was Alicia Rachon, the new Payment Clerk here in my office.
Her dark caramel skin was youthful and her smile was pleasant. She was dressed in a simple skirt and white blouse. She was thin but shapely with everything in place. Her brown hair was in a tight pony tail which showed her natural beauty. I wouldn’t say that she was supermodel but when her eyes met mine, I felt the spark that I had to have this woman.
Weeks went by and we soon became friends. And as I roamed the office talking to other members, I would sometimes catch her watching me. And I had found myself standing in places where I could see her.
Then the day of my dreams came as we headed out to lunch and we arrived at our cars together.
“So where you’re going?” I asked as we walked to our cars.
“I haven’t decided,” she replied.
“I’m going to get some chicken, care to join me?”
I held my breath. Was that a smile I saw in her eyes?
“Sure.” She said.
Doing my best to impress her, I escorted her to my car and opened the door for her.
“I’m glad you’re driving,” She said. “I hate driving.”
“I understand, traffic’s the pit these days.” I hate awkward silence. I hate entertaining a guest and then suddenly am dumbfounded on what to say next. But it hit us quickly. I pulled into the fast food place.
“So do you want to eat here or take it back?” I asked.
“Let’s eat here. I don’t want to go back to the office.”
I stopped and rushed around to open the door for her. Her tight skirt had risen up and as she moved her long smooth legs out the car, it was all I could do to hold my composure. I guess it’s true that we mean turn to mush in the presence of beauty.
After ordering we sit at the table.
“I notice the way you look at me,” she said with a devilish smile on her face.
I know my face was probably fifteen shades of red.
“I think you’re a very attractive young lady.”
“How old do you think I am?”
“I don’t bahis firmaları know twenty-eight, twenty-nine maybe.”
“No way,” I was really surprised. “You look really good. I’m totally attracted to you.”
“I know,” she said and smiled again.
“Well?” I asked sheepishly.
“Well what?” She was pulling my chain and doing a damn good job at it.
“What do you think about me?”
“Ehh, you’re a nerd.” she said and shook her hand; again that devilish smile.
“A nerd?” Even though I was a programmer, I didn’t consider myself a nerd.
“But a nice packaged, nerd.” She said.
‘You’re very well packaged yourself.” She leaned forward and in a seductive whisper she said. “I’d bet you’d like to see all of it, wouldn’t you.”
“Actually I would, but I just can’t believe we’re talking about this, like this.”
“We’re consenting adults nerd-boy, there’s obviously some type of attraction because all the other girls in the office says you’re a sweet but unapproachable. The fact that you had no problem approaching me, well since I like what I see, I might as well take this opportunity.”
“Geesh,” I said, boy I guess I do act like a nerd. “You’re very uh, straight-forward.”
“Life’s too short to beat around the bush.”
“You know, we still have an hour left.”
“And,” I said taking her hands into mind. “I live right around the corner.”
Again the awkward silence as we left the restaurant and drove the three blocks to my house. Boy was I glad I cleaned up.
“Nice place,” she said looking around after kicking off her shoes.
“Tha….” I begin but before I could finish, she had already turned herself into me and kissed me.
I wrapped my arms around her and she returned the embrace. I shivered as she began to caress my neck, using light strokes at the bottom of my hairline. Then she moved her body into me, pressing into me, grinding me.
Her hands made their way down my back, and grabbing my shirt, I soon stood topless in her embrace. Her lips moved from mine and found my neck as she nibbled and kissed her way down my chest, stopping at my nipples. She kaçak iddaa took each one in her mouth, flicked them with her tongue, scraped them with her, teeth, causing chills and a response from me that told me there was no turning back now.
Soon, she was down on her knees and her hands fumbled with my belt until it gave way and in one quick tug, I stood naked before her. She took my member into her hand and began to pump it. She moved her fingers across the head sending wonderful sensations through my body. Soon, she had engulfed it. Her tongue, her technique was expert. Her right hand helped guide it and stroked it and with her left, she cupped my ball sac, tickling it, caressing it. Licking down my shaft, her mouth and tongue action moved to my ball sac and then back again. I stood there like a mesmerized deer caught in headlights, my hands grasping the side of her head as she continued sucking me.
Feeling the cum beginning to erupt, I wasn’t ready yet –I wanted to taste her, to feel her. I pulled her up to standing and began to undress her. I removed her blouse and bra and cupped her small but firm breasts, rubbing her nipples between my fingers. I cupped her left breast and placed my mouth around her swollen nipple. She sighed as I manipulated her moving from left to right and back again. I couldn’t get enough. I forced myself down, licking and caressing her back and abdomen. I unbuttoned her skirt and removed it as well as the thong she wore. I turned around and caressed her ass.
It was so round, soft, smooth. My mind played pictures as I could see myself doing her from behind.
I turned her around again and place my mouth on her mound, flicking my tongue out. I guided her to my couch and made her sit down and position her leg over my shoulders and I as partook of her sweet box.
She squirmed and moaned and pushed my head into her more as I licked, kissed, teased, her clit. She began to buck in wild motions and as her legs pressed against my neck I thought she would choked me as her orgasm hit her.
Moving up her body with soft caresses and kissed, I entered her. Moving slowly at first, my loved starved penis loved the sensation, the tightness; kaçak bahis the wetness. As I pumped away, I forced my body into a position so that I could once again taste her nipples.
She moved with me and met my increasing thrusts, and I began to slow again. Taking her back down but not allowing myself complete satisfaction. I could see the question in her eyes but before she could voice it, I manipulated her to her hands and knees and entered her from behind. I rubbed my hands against her ass, and then cupped her and once again tore into her like a jack-hammer.
“Do you have lubricant?” I heard her say between her moans.
“What?” I gasped.
“Do you have lubricant? I want you in my ass.”
“Oh, shit.” I stammered. “All I got is baby oil.”
“Hurry up go get it.”
Pulling out, I ran into the bath room and grabbed the baby oil. She was still on her knees when I came back in the room. She grabbed the baby oil from me and poured it onto my penis and massaged it in. It was enough as I tried not to cum. She turned the bottle on herself and squeezed a hefty portion across her hole.
“Ok,” she said, taking hold of my penis against as I positioned myself behind her. “Put it in slowly. You’re not that small you know.”
Carefully I entered her ass. The feeling was incredible. I couldn’t believe I never experienced this before. Grabbing her tight, I felt the cum building up again.
“Yes baby!” I yelled as shot my load into her ass.
We both collapsed on to the floor as I softened and exited her. I closed my eyes as the incredible feeling flowed through my body. I turned on my back and she lay on top of me. I caressed her back and her ass as I looked into her eyes. Her softness and closeness was as a security blanket and soon I began to sleep
“You know lunch has been over for some time.” I heard a male voice saying.
“Huh what?” I said opening my eyes.
I lifted my head off the table from the lunch table to stare into the face of my best friend Matt and standing beside him was Alicia.
“Dude you were sleeping good.” Matt said. “What were you dreamin’ ’bout cause you were moaning dude.”
Embarrassed, I stood up and looked into Alicia’s eyes as she was nodding and smiling. I caught her eyes as they drifted down to my crotch. All man, I was hard and here she was staring at it. Oh well, next time this would be a dream come true.
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