My name is Mike. I’m 30 years old, 6’2″ and I’ve got kind of a gut going on. Short, wavy brown hair frames my rather plain face. I’m not ugly per se but I’m certainly no model. I work in a service center that specializes in aviation equipment sales and repairs. I basically take calls from users and help them any way I can; I’m essentially IT and a secretary rolled into one. I typically work standard hours but occasionally I’m assigned a graveyard shift that lasts until the wee hours of the morning. It’s rare to get a call that late but it can and does happen. Such is life I suppose.
I work with several other people but there’s one particular person I enjoy more than any other. Her name is Ann and she is my favorite person to work with. She is 35 years old but she can easily pass for 25-26. She’s not what you would call a classic beauty; she is an average height at 5’7″ and she has a slight chub but she looks great for being married and having had two children. She is semi pear shaped with full, plump breasts that I can tell would easily fit my hand and an ass that has some thickness to it but also fills her pants very nicely. The absolute best thing about her however is her smile. When she smiles it lights up the room and makes everyone around her more at ease and happier. Her laugh is infectious and I always do my best to make sure she’s laughing or smiling; it’s the only thing that makes work bearable.
I don’t really have any romantic feelings for her but I’ve had many erotic dreams that make me blush when I see her the next day. She likes to flirt with pretty much every guy at the service center; as far I know she does it not because she wants to cheat on her husband but because she likes the attention and she’s just a fun person. She doesn’t get uncomfortable and every guy likes her. I typically flirt with her as well and she always seems to smile at me more, but I assume that’s just my libido and imagination being hopeful.
One night I was assigned one of those terrible graveyard shifts but when I got there I found her sitting in her chair, a smile on her face as I walk into the room. I was surprised; I had been expecting John, my typical graveyard buddy.
“What are you doing here?” I asked her.
“What, you aren’t happy to see me?” she replied with a pout that made my knees a little wobbly.
I plopped down in a chair next to her to cover the sudden weakness in my treacherous legs and put on my smoothest smirk as I answered, “Of course I am. I’m just surprised is all.”
She shifted closer toward me and I noticed her outfit for the first time. Tight leggings that looked soft and comfortable, a pair of wool socks and her slip-on shoes already off and sitting nearby. A loose fitting T-shirt that revealed a healthy amount of cleavage as she leaned close.
“I decided to switch shifts and take John’s graveyard for him. His kid’s birthday is tomorrow and he wanted to take the day off.”
“Well aren’t you a sweetheart,” I casually said as I put my stuff away.
“That’s not the only thing about me that’s sweet,” she replied with that sexy grin that always makes me blush.
Sure enough, my face heated as I turned toward her. I wasn’t too concerned that she’d notice; our lights are usually fairly dim on these late shifts. I felt a stirring in my crotch as I realized this was the first graveyard we’d had together. The first time we would have worked together without anyone else present. I knew she was happily married but the way she flirted… I couldn’t help but fantasize that she wanted to have a bit of fun.
“I guess I’ll have to take your word for it,” I replied.
We got to work as she chuckled and stood to change the temperature; she was always cold. I didn’t mind too much since I got to watch her ass in those tight leggings as she sauntered over to the thermostat. She turned suddenly and caught me staring at her plump derriere. She gave it a small squeeze as my eyes found hers. I had the decency to look away as she chuckled again and returned to her seat.
The night progressed without much going on. We received only one call in three hours; the rest of the time we simply chatted and flirted a bit like normal. I wanted to advance things along but I didn’t know how, or even if she’d want to. She must have noticed me getting progressively more distracted and said, “Is everything OK?”
“Yeah, why do you ask?”
She looked somewhat perplexed as she said, “You seem to be getting more… I don’t know. Antsy?”
I was feeling vulnerable enough and we were alone so I took a deep breath, “Well, honestly I find it hard to work with you. You’re so incredibly sexy and when you flirt with me I want to take it a step further but I don’t. Obviously you don’t want that. Right?” I knew I looked pitiful but this had been eating me up for awhile.
She looked at me intently for a long time before saying, “I usually flirt with everyone because I like the attention but when you do it I can tell you actually see me and want me. Not just to fuck, but to make me feel good. I know that you’d be an amazing partner.”
I hadn’t blushed so hard in a long time. “It’s too bad you’re married and I’m… well I’m not exactly a stud here.”
She took my face in her hands and looked at me with a hard glint in her eye. “Don’t you ever put yourself down like that. You are an amazing guy and any woman would be lucky to be with you. You’re not ugly and I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized about what I imagine you could do for me. As for being married…”
She pulled her ring off and stowed it in a drawer.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. “Are you – Are you sure this is what you want to do?” I stammered.
She replied while scooting her chair closer to mine, “Like I said, I can tell you want to please me. I can tell you want to touch me, taste me, and pleasure me. Most guys straight up tell me they want to fuck me and while that’s flattering that’s what my husband is for. He does a good job and I love him, but I can tell that you’re a lover. He’s a fucker.” The left side of her lip curved upward slightly as she relished in her own joke. I was too stunned to react.
She said, “I can see you’re going to take some convincing. I want this. I want you to want this. Be the lover I know that you are. Help make me feel something I’ve never felt before.”
As she finished speaking she stood up and slowly began removing her shirt. My pace quickened as the silky material proceeded up her smooth stomach, her perfect skin revealing itself to my eager gaze. As her shirt reached her breasts I noticed no extra material and as I realized that meant she had neglected to wear a bra my cock gave a sudden lurch and grew immediately. I shifted in my seat to allow it to fill out and her shirt came completely off.
Her breasts were even better than I imagined, plump and full, bouncing slightly as her arms lowered and she threw the shirt on the ground. Her nipples were already rigid and she jutted her chest out proudly, pleased at my devouring gaze as I took in the spectacle before me. She grabbed one nipple and pinched it, rubbing the other one with her palm. “I absolutely love my nipples being played with.”
I couldn’t even reply, my mouth agape as I raked my eyes across her breasts. She noticed I wasn’t moving and replied with a slightly irritated but mostly exasperated sigh, “Alright, I guess I’ll have to try harder.”
And she removed her leggings, panties, and socks in one quick motion.
My cock was pulsing against my jeans, straining to escape its denim prison as my eyes took in every facet of her body. Her longer than imagined legs, leading up to her thick but powerful thighs, and inward to her perfectly shaved pussy. Her lips were slightly glistening and she noticed my gaze had reached them as she reached down and pried them apart. “Do you like what you see?”
I could only nod dumbly. She sat down in her chair, put her legs up on the arms and pushed herself as close to my chair as physically possible. Then she grabbed a breast again and with the other hand began to slowly rub circles around her clit. A soft moan escaped her lips, her eyes closed and lips parted slightly. She wet her lips with her tongue and I couldn’t help myself anymore. I lunged across the small gap between us and kissed her deeply, my tongue intertwining hers as her surprised gasp rumbled across and tickled it. I had kissed several women before and not one of them held a candle to her. She tasted amazing and her tongue was gentle but firm as we made out passionately, her hand still roaming across her clit.
As we pulled apart I stared into her eyes and she smirked, “Finally. I was beginning to think you’d never wake up.”
In response I pushed her chair slightly away and as she pouted I put up one finger and smiled. I stood up, swiftly removing my shirt and pants. My boxers were fully tented as my cock struggled to peek out, the tip staining the fabric with my already oozing pre-cum. I calmly slipped them off, my member bouncing like a spring as it was released, my fully naked form on display for her to see. I was still self conscious but I was also horny enough that I wouldn’t dare stop. Besides, she looked at me with nothing but hunger as she purred, “Mmm, that’s a good boy.”
I sat back down in my chair and I slowly began stroking myself, staring at her fingers rubbing herself gently. I could tell she didn’t want to rush anything. I rubbed the tip of my fully engorged member, the pre-cum lubricating my smooth circles as my thumb became coated in my juices. She couldn’t turn her gaze away from it and she gasped, “I can’t take it anymore. Give me what I want.”
And she lowered herself to her knees in front of me, devouring my cock in one swift motion all the way to the base of my shaft. I groaned and closed my eyes, reveling in the feeling of her warm mouth enveloping me fully. I don’t have a giant, porn star penis but I’m not exactly small either and I marveled at her ability to deep throat me so readily. Her tongue flicked out again and again, my testicles quivering in response. She pulled back, her saliva glistening everywhere on my cock as her hand replaced her mouth, stroking me vigorously. I didn’t know if she was trying to get me to cum immediately or not, but she was going to succeed either way if I didn’t stop her. It was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do but I pulled her up from her knees, her hand still stroking me as I kissed her again deeply.
Our tongues danced and parried as I reached down and explored every part of her body I could find. I caressed her skin as I went, trailing a soft path down her shoulders and her arms, intertwining my hands in hers. I loved that feeling of just holding one another’s hands as we made out naked, my cock pressed against her stomach and her nipples grazing my chest. She must have felt the same way because she parted our lips and spoke softly against mine, “This is exactly what I was talking about. This is what I’ve been missing in my life. You don’t just want to fuck; you actually care about me and want to make this special.”
“Yes, I do. You’re an amazing woman and I can’t believe how lucky I am right now,” I replied. “I’m sorry your husband can’t or won’t give you this. I know this is all we’ll have together but I promise I’ll make it the most amazing experience of your life.”
“I know you will.”
I laid our clothes out on the floor, bunching her leggings up into a pillow for her to rest her head on as I lined myself up between her legs. My face hung over hers as I kissed her again lightly and instructed her, “Close your eyes and enjoy.”
She complied, and I kissed her lightly on the lips. I moved down her lips to her jaw, making small kisses and licking gently. I moved up to her ear, licking the lobe and nibbling tenderly. I breathed quietly as I whispered, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t wait to show you how amazing and sexy you are.” I loved the feeling I got watching the goosebumps on her arms raise up, a very tiny moan emanating from her lips.
I continued my way down her neck, the barest tip of my tongue guiding my head down to her exposed throat. I nipped it with just the tips of my teeth, her body jumping minutely in surprise and I felt her hand move to her soaked sex. I grabbed her wrist firmly and said, “No. This is my turn. You just lay there and let me take care of everything.” She grinned, nodded, and put her hand back down.
“Good girl.”
I gave her nipple a quick, brutal twist in punishment and she squealed, struggling to regain her composure. Her breath became ragged, near panting as she eagerly awaited my next movement. I maneuvered my head lower and lovingly ran the flat of my tongue against her reddened, engorged nipple in order to soothe the pain. She sighed contentedly but squirmed and I could tell she was eager for me to go ever lower on her body. I took my time suckling her rigid, desperate nipples as her moans and wriggling became more pronounced and almost strained. I knew she wanted to cum, and could barely stand my endless teasing. I was loving every minute of it.
Finally I relented, kissing my way down her smooth skin, the taste of her overwhelming my senses as I battled my desire to hurry. Her legs spread wide as my face made its way to its proper place between her legs. Her pussy was absolutely drenched, the juices flowing out of her in a torrent of sexual need. I wasted no more time and latched my mouth directly onto her body, my tongue flicking out, attempting to gather as much of her fluid as possible. I couldn’t get enough. She tasted better than anything I’d ever had before and I wasn’t going to stop if I could help it. Her hips thrust forward and back, making it difficult to keep up my tirade of licking and sucking, her sauce coating my face.
I heard her gasp sharply and mutter, “Don’t stop, don’t stop! If you stop I swear to God…” But I never heard what she was going to swear as her eyes shot open and she saw me with my face buried between her thighs. I lifted my head slightly, pulling away and as she saw her essence sparkling in the dim light, my entire face covered, she yelped and pulled my head tightly against her crotch. She started to grind her hips up and down, her slit sliding across my lips as she attempted to use my face to cum. I couldn’t have resisted if I wanted to so I clamped my lips down on her clit as best I could and sucked as intensely as I could manage. Her orgasm thundered through her, her body rocking and shaking, her cum flowing out in a flood of delicious nectar.
As her orgasm subsided, her breathing was ragged and varied as she tried to catch her breath. It took a minute or two and I gently massaged her thighs and hips, caressing her body as she came down from the peak of ecstasy.
“I knew… I knew you’d be an incredible lover but that was more intense…” She had to pause and breathe again. “More intense than I have ever experienced. And you didn’t even stick that glorious prick inside me.”
I was starting to fall for her and I knew it, but I didn’t care. I merely said, “You are so beautiful and sexy it makes me hurt on the inside, knowing I can’t have you. I told you I would make this the most amazing experience you’ve ever had and I plan on keeping that promise.”‘
She sat up slowly and seeing my still erect cock she got a fanatic gleam in her eye.
“It’s your turn now, big boy.”
And she pounced, pushing me back on the floor as she straddled across my hips. My cock was flattened under her but was resting directly against her pussy. Hands on my chest, she started to rock back and forth. “I’m going to give you the ride of a lifetime.”
I couldn’t respond as she lifted herself up, grabbed my pulsing dick in her hand and lowered herself onto it. The full length of me filled her up as she groaned in pleasure. My balls finally contacted her skin and she was almost in another place as she whispered to herself more than me,
“My god that feels good… You are the perfect size for me. How are you the perfect size?”
It took everything I had not to thrust up further inside her as I watched her enjoying the feel of my cock inside her. She took a moment to sway back and forth a bit, and then seemed to remember where she was. She cocked a quirky smile at me and without a word started riding me.
I was in heaven. Her slick pussy glided up and down my length as she bounced on my hips. Every slap of our flesh rang out in the empty room, her hair bouncing wildly in her face as her tits slammed up and down on her chest. I reached up and grabbed them, kneading them in my hands and rubbing my palms on her nipples. She moaned loudly and increased her pace, our bodies melding together in ecstasy. I was getting close but there was one position I was determined to try with her, no matter how amazing this felt.
I stopped her and picked her up and she understood what I wanted as I sat up and turned her over. She stayed on her hands and knees, thrusting her hips backward and putting her pretty pussy on display, eager to receive my manhood. I grasped my length firmly, the blood pushing forward into the head of my member, making it bulbous and full. I could feel my increased pulse racing through me with every beat, pushing against my hand. I guided the tip of my cock to her desperate opening, rubbing against her lips as an intent tease.
She whimpered and begged, “Please don’t tease me anymore, please ram that horny cock deep inside my gaping hole. Please don’t make me beg anymore, I need it in me now. I know I said you’re a lover but right now I want you to fuck me into oblivion. I want you to make me forget my husband. I want to forget my own name. I want you to claim me and make me yours. Please, please shove it back in – ”
She didn’t get any further as I lunged forward and buried my raging cock inside her, grabbing her hips and holding on for dear life as I fucked her senseless. My own burning desire desperate to be fulfilled, I pumped away over and over again. My grunts and her cries the only sounds in the room as we fucked for all we were worth, my balls slapping against her clit endlessly, her hand rubbing furiously. I could feel my balls tightening but I wanted her to cum again so I reached forward and grabbed a nipple and with the other hand I got my fingers wet with her cum.
Then I plunged a finger deep in her ass, up the second knuckle and she bucked, spasming wildly out of control as her orgasm struck. I held on to her tit for all I was worth and continued fucking, my own orgasm building until finally I unleashed a torrent of hot cum deep inside her. Every muscle in my body tightened as I ejected load after load inside her warm center, her muscles clamped down as she rode her own ecstasy. As I finally finished, she collapsed forward and we both lay there, panting.
She turned to look at me and said with an exhausted smile, “I think I’ll be taking Johns’s shift more often.”
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