The production meeting progressed as usual, large dimly lit conference room of only 6 people all focused and attentive to the presentation on the wall. Debbie always sat next to me. Debbie was blonde, 54 years old, married, full figured and very large breasts that she proudly displayed, showing more cleavage that typically suitable for business. Debbie and I flirt occasionally and once in a while meet up for drinks after work and have very neutral conversation. I have made my intentions very clear on more than one occasion just shy of being inappropriate.
Two days ago, during a particularly boring meeting, Debbie caught me looking at her cleavage which from my position could see just a hint of her blue bra. She turned away with just a smirk as I looked down to see if my hard cock was visible; it was. Debbie leaned forward a little to pretend to be taking notes, making her blouse and blue bra buckle and open up a little more. I smoothly adjusted my position to get a better peek. I could see a good portion of her large breast gently held in place by her blue bra. She knew she had my full attention as she watched the presentation on the wall.
Her display was only visible to me based on the seating arrangement. Debbie slowly adjusted her position in her chair by inching up her tight skirt just a little, she pulled out her phone; which was common during these presentations and sent a text message. My phone buzzed in my shirt pocket, no one noticed as I read the text; “Are you as board as I am?” The text was from Debbie, she did not move as I read the text and looked in her direction, she obviously did not want to draw unnecessary attention. I sent a reply; “I’m having a hard time focusing, I keep getting distracted.” Debbie read the text and leaned back in her chair and quickly glanced at my crotch. After about 30 seconds she replied; “What’s distracting you?” Debbie turned pretending to look for something and I slowly and subtly ran my hand across my hard cock so she could see the outline and profile for which she was responsible. Debbie leaned in on the conference table taking notes with her right hand as her left hand was slowly squeezing her large breast with her left hand under her blouse. Her huge breast was visible only for a moment and I actually thought I saw a portion of her areola.
I have been waiting for 5 years only dreaming and fantasying about her and her magnificent breasts, I felt my cock surge. I replied to her text; “The distraction is this meeting! I hope I don’t have to stand up!” Debbie read the text and smiled as she turned her head toward me. Debbie slowly unbuttoned the top 2 buttons of her blouse and held it together with her finger tips, waiting for an opportune time. The presentation changed to brighter, all white page and she opened her blouse just enough for me to see her entire right breast with her blue bra tucked under… It was just gorgeous. Her erect nipple was much more pronounced than I imagined. I felt my rock hard cock leak. Debbie turned and looked at me as though she wanted me to say something. I was at a loss for words and completely astonished that she would do such a thing, now, here, during a work meeting. This was totally unexpected. Debbie picked up her phone and sent me a text; “Is that what you wanted see? Do you have any comments?” I replied; “Just two, 1-more beautiful that I ever imagined and 2- Do you have a Kleenex?” Debbie read the text and I could see her blush as she smiled she leaned in and asked me, “A Kleenex for what?” I hesitated for a couple of seconds and whispered; “You just made me cum a little”. Debbie’s eyes opened up and her mouth dropped a little as she sat back in her chair and then looked at me with a blank expression. She picked up her phone and started to text. B.S. don’t lie to me! I can’t even get my husband to get a hard-on!!” I read the text and looked directly at her and she did not believe me. I set my phone down and slowly and carefully unzipped my pants and was able to collect and show her a finger full of my clear pre-cum. She looked at it, and then at me with the same expression I did a minute ago. I looked down at her crotch and licked the pre-cum off my finger.
Debbie sat motionless for about 15 seconds, she picked up her phone and using both thumbs started texting in lightening speed. My phone buzzed. “That was one of the greatest compliments I have had in a long time. I gave up trying to get hubby interested, he always has excuses and is more interested in sports. I have grown accustomed to my collection of toys and lately it’s been… kind of boring and unfulfilling. As I am texting this I can feel myself….” I looked at Debbie and she showed me her fingertips, generously covered with her clear fluid. She looked around and started to massage it onto her breast. She closed her eyes for a split second as she worked her fluid in. Seeing her enjoy sexual pleasure was very, very erotic, I send her a text: “I would have licked you fingers clean.” She quickly looked up at me and started texting. “You like to do that????” I responded immediately; “I would drink your cum from a glass.” Debbie read the text and looked at me over the top of her glasses, skeptical. “What about straight from the tap”? She texted. “Only if you squat over my face and drip into my mouth”. I responded. She chuckled a little reading the text and sent me a response. “I can generate a lot of…hubby thinks it’s really, really gross.” “Have you ever tasted it? What’s it like? Sweet, I bet.” Debbie put down her phone and pointed to her notepad on the conference table pretending to discuss work. As I leaned in I could smell her wonderful scent as she whispered to me; “I think you are all talk!” and returned to her position in her chair carefully reassembling her bra and blouse. She sat for about a full minute and picked up her phone and excused herself from the meeting announcing to everyone. “I have a logistics emergency, I’ll be right back.
Debbie returned after about 10 minutes holding her phone in one hand and a coffee cup identical to my empty coffee cup sitting on the conference table. She sat down took a sip from her coffee cup and placed it next to mine. After about a minute, Debbie reached for her coffee cup and selected mine and pretended to drink from it and returned it to the table way out of my reach. She looked at me then glanced at the coffee cup between us. I picked up the coffee cup and I could immediately smell her beauty emanating from it. I looked into the cup and observed a mixture of clear and cloudy fluid swimming together, about 3 ounces. I could feel the warmth through the ceramic as I raised it to my mouth. As soon as it contacted my lips, my cock twitched. I held about half of it in my mouth, as it covered my tongue it had an almost oil like texture. I looked directly at her and swallowed. I closed my eyes and I could feel her drain inside me. She sat in her chair motionless and expressionless. I took her remaining prize in my mouth, savored it for a moment and swallowed her again. My cock was ready to explode; it’s probably a good thing it was not being attended to. I gazed into the empty coffee cup longing for more only to find a single long blonde pubic hair attached to the side. I sat back in my chair and ran my finger along the inside of the cup and collected any remaining fluid and the single long blonde pube. I slowly and carefully inserted my finger in my mouth. I withdrew my finger and could feel her pube in my mouth. I sent her a text. “Do you have anymore?” Debbie replied immediately. “Oh yes! I’m sitting in a puddle right now”! I responded; “I don’t believe you – I need proof.” Debbie got up from her chair and announced again to everyone; “Honestly these people cannot do anything right! I’ll be right back.” She said as she exited the conference room, again. I looked at her chair and a small wet spot the size of an elongated dime was visible.
The meeting ended early and we were all exiting the conference room. Debbie was surprised to see everyone leaving. “Gary, can you come to my office?” Debbie said to me in a flat tone. “Now you’re in trouble” someone said in the hallway. I followed Debbie to her office and she handed me her phone as she sat in her chair behind the desk. I scrolled through each of the pictures at least 5 times, taking mental photographs of each. The first was a picture of the bottom of her creamy blue panties; the next was the same only with just a hint of her blonde pubic hair, the next was her finger buried inside her pussy, the next was her dripping finger with a stringer of fluid attached to the inside of her. I looked at her seated in her chair as she had her finger in her mouth. She looked just past me to make sure no one was at her door and produced her carefully clutched panties in her hand and handed them to me. I opened them carefully. The beautiful mess met my eyes and nose as I plunged my tongue into the center and along the length collecting as much as possible. I felt my cock twitch and felt a little cum erupt. Debbie crossed her legs slowly allowing me to catch a glimpse of her wet pussy and blonde pubic hair sticking to her milky inner thigh. “Will you be able to join me at ______ (cannot mention the bar) for a drink so we can discuss this problem in greater detail?” Debbie said in a professional manner. “I cannot tonight, but Saturday night might work.” I said professionally. Debbie sat in her chair rocking back and fourth, she held out her hand gesturing me to give up the panties. I held them up to my face and inhaled her beautiful scent and handed them to her. “I want to see at least 2 pictures by the end of today.” Debbie said as she touched my finger during the panty exchange. “Can you be more specific?” I asked. “I would like to see the result of my efforts and what you think of this…” Debbie said opening her legs and running her finger along her pussy and quickly closing them. “I need the data in a half hour, is that possible!?” Debbie said in an almost harsh tone to me, drawing our conversation to a close as she busied herself at her computer as the shipping moron entered her office. I covered the front of my pants with my notepad as I exited her office.
I eventually made it to the men’s room; my cock was ready to cut diamonds as I entered the handicap stall. One picture I particularly liked of a large bead of pre-cum running down the length of my ridged 8½”cock. I was able to snap off a couple more pictures before someone entered the men’s room, ending my uncomfortable, yet erotic photo session. I returned to my office and sent Debbie an Instant Message: “I have the data but, the numbers are skewed. Let me know when you are available to review”. Debbie replied; “The sooner the better, I have a truck at the dock”. I replied; “I’m on my way”. I arrived at her office and her door was closed. I knocked and she said “just a minute”. I waited just outside her office door as a co-worker walked pass me and just rolled her eyes. “Ok. “ I heard Debbie say as I opened the door. Her office smelled like air freshener. I closed the door behind me and handed Debbie my phone, which she anxiously held out her hand for. Her eyes opened a little as she scrolled through the pictures a couple of times. “2:12 pm, this was just 9 minutes ago.” Debbie said quietly as she continued through the pictures. “You shave everything…? Debbie asked. I shook my head. “Hubby thinks it’s gay if a man shaves down there”. Debbie said as her left hand disappeared under her desk followed by her right hand. A knock at the door startled both of us, as I grabbed my phone from her desk and sat in one of the guest chairs and Debbie started typing on her keyboard. “Come on in.” Debbie said sounding pissed off. It was the shipping idiot again looking to kill some time. “I’m really busy right now, is it important?” Debbie barked at him. “No, no, it can wait.” He said laughing like the moron he is. He closed the door and Debbie quickly reached between her legs a produced the coffee cup from earlier and placed it on the desk, it was a quarter filled with the same clear and milky fluid. Debbie blushed and said “I cannot tell you when I had this much fun at work!” She pushed the cup in my direction. I picked up the cup and could feel the heat on my face as I drank a mouthful. It was more pungent than before and a little more bitter. I grabbed my cock and finished her. I could feel her inside me, like doing a double shot of whiskey on an empty stomach. “You taste just wonderful!” I said softly to Debbie. “I can’t believe you actually like it!” Debbie said as she took the cup from me and held it above her open mouth. A couple of drops hit her chin and cheek. She looked directly at me as they rolled off her face and onto the desk. “I though I was some kind of freak!” Debbie said looking at the drops. “When is my turn?” Debbie asked hesitantly. “That would be inappropriate!” I said in a stern voice as I turned to exit her office with her warm coffee cup. “Saturday Night? at ______ around 8:00pm? I said. “We might need to find somewhere, different.” Debbie said quietly and blushing a little. “Just continue drinking fluids and stay hydrated.” I said. Debbie responded; “That cup was almost full when I gave it to you!”
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