Someone wonderful from here asked me for another story about Emily, and honestly there are so many. Several years of fucking on the side will do that. Anyway, here’s something that happened around this time of the year. And I’ve skipped past some background, since that’s in my other stories about Em:
[Emily 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9m8e4e/mf_emily_the_uptight_account_girl_that_loosened_up/)
[Emily 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0213z/fm_cheating_in_the_communal_laundry_room_my/)
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So the last few weeks before summer holidays are always crazy at agencies, with all clients wanting to get everything out before leaving. This year I’d decided to go off late, so I got to experience that stress, and then the sudden halt when people start leaving. It’s a weird sensation working like crazy and then suddenly everything is slow. You still have that same high-paced energy, but very little in your hands.
I hadn’t met with Emily, and barely spoken outside of work for a month or so, so I was also a bit frustrated. One morning I saw her coming into work a bit late, while I was in my office just droning along. She was in a simple, tight t-shirt with some kind of ribbon tied in a bow at the neck, and a long flowy wide skirt. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra, by now all I needed was to glance to know. She looked quite stressed, with a focused stare and tense movements. And then I saw her snapping something something to the receptionist (we had a temp over summer), making the poor girl visibly upset, before she aggressively sat down at her desk and opened her computer.
The scene made me want to mess with her. Within the minute that her computer needed to boot up, I sent her an email saying “Take off your panties and show me.” I know it was risky to send this on company email, but that was also kind of the point, I wanted to be at the top of her inbox which I knew was where she was headed next. My office was behind a glass wall, just a few desks over from her desk in the open landscape, so I watched her waiting for the reaction, and a moment later I could see her eyes widen and what looked like a slight gasp. She didn’t look angry though, more like I’d broken her annoyed flow.
We had a meeting booked with a client together for just before lunch, and I had to push myself to concentrate on the few things that needed to get prepared for that, so I didn’t notice I’d received a message until about an hour later or so. It said “You’re an asshole”, and came with a shot of Emily’s naked crotch, neatly shaved as always. I’m not necessarily a big fan of too much grooming, but I guess with her it came with the personality, and now my mind was somewhere completely different to our meeting later. I looked around and realized the office was about half empty with lots of people away for summer, went on our room booking page, and saw that for once almost none of them were in use. I wrote “Meet me in room 5?” back to her, with a little hesitation.
Getting caught in the office was of course a big risk, but this room had frosted windows, was out of the way, and rarely used. I could see she had gotten my message when I looked up at her wide-eyedly shaking her head at me. Slowly getting up and out of my office, I glanced over at her as I walked toward the room, right past her desk. “Hey I need your input before the meeting with X”, I asked her with a smirk and a nod in my direction. I could tell she was panicking a little, but she got up and came with me.
Closing the door behind us, I noticed we had a little less than an hour before the client meeting, so I just told her to sit on a chair at the big round table in the middle of the room. As I went up to her and grabbed her thick hair sitting there, she said “You’re crazy?! Does the door lock?”. “I think we’ll be fine”, I replied as I leaned in and kissed her. I could feel my excitement build as I started pulling her skirt up, and soon enough I could feel the smooth skin on her thighs as she was struggling to wrestle free of my grip. I reached my hand inside her thighs, and felt her relax a little, so I let her go. She was clenching her thighs together, but she was smiling now. Slowly, I pulled the skirt up the last bit, until I could see she really wasn’t wearing panties. “I need this now”, I said as I put her hand on my now hard cock in my loose pants.
I had to wrestle her legs apart to finally get to see her beautiful little pussy, and as I did, she slid forward on the chair. She was glistening with a little wetness, and as always with her, that view sent a jolt of desire through my body. With more force now, I pulled her head back by the hair, and kissed, licked and bit her neck while cupping her pussy in my other hand. I could hear her breathing getting heavier in my ear as a finger slid into her, feeling her warm and wet. Between desire and not having a lot of time, I didn’t resist the temptation, and went to my knees in front of her, pushing her legs far apart taking in the beauty of her thick thighs, glistening pussy, and her ass coming off the edge of the chair.
We scooted a little so that I was more or less underneath the table, and then I reached around her under her thighs and pulled my mouth firmly onto her. I’ve said this before in my other stories about Emily, but remembering it now still makes me moan at how this girl tastes. She’s sweet and just a little salty, intensely fresh but in the most natural and pure way. Just the pure taste of sex. Feeling my lips close on her soft smooth little mound I couldn’t help myself but push my tongue right into her, as deep as I could reach, and then grab her hips hard and pull her against me, fucking her slowly. Every push into her felt deeper, and I don’t think I’d even have noticed if someone came barging into the room.
By now she was moaning in a low and controlled voice, telling me again and again that I was crazy. Feeling her silky pussy lips glide against my tongue was driving me wild, nothing in the world could have stopped me just then. With every stroke I felt her little clit glide over my tongue, and I held her still so I could reach all the way down past her taint and all the way up through her sweet wetness, taking in every little sensation. This was more for me than it was for her.
I had her juices on most of my face, and I wanted more. I pushed her thighs up, lifting her feet off the floor, making her slide even further forward on the chair, so that her asscheeks came apart. Wanting to see her wet and open, I leaned back, and seeing that wonderful pussy with her incredible ass cushioning her made me groan, probably a bit too loud. She opened her eyes and stared at me angrily, which brought back my mischief. There was saliva running over her asshole, and I had to have it. Looking her in the eyes, I put two fingers in my mouth, pulled them out all glistening, and put them right there. The sudden pressure made her grunt, and now I wanted to make her cum the way I knew she liked and hated.
Lowering my mouth on her pussy, I started pulsing my fingers against her asshole. It was so slick I could easily have pushed them in, but I wanted her to feel it, slowly. I wanted her to be fully aware that she let me fuck her ass with my fingers, right there, in the office. And I wanted her to cum so hard.
Feeling her clit slide across my tongue, I found a rhythm where I rocked her hips back into the chair, and with every push my fingers would press harder against her tight little hole. I wanted her to take both at once, to feel her strain against them as they entered her. As I could feel her give way against my fingertips, I pulled back, pushed her asscheeks open with both hands, and pushed my tongue into her ass, groaning with desire. Then into her pussy, and all I could think of was my cock pulsing in my pants. And then back to the same complete enclosing of her pussy, my fingers now pushing easily further into her ass.
The second knuckle always made her let out a loud moan, and worrying someone might hear us, I told her to be quiet, still with two fingers deep inside her. I could use them to pull her back into my mouth, and that finally let them slide all the way in. Her panting, and the bucking of her hips let me me know she was close. I fucked her ass hard and deep with my fingers, pushing her pussy against my tongue, making sure to catch all the wetness flowing out of her. Every pulse of our bodies pressed her clit against my tongue, and soon she started shaking from the hips. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” came as a whisper, as I felt her pussy contract against my fingers in her ass. She was pumping liquid into my mouth, and I felt a long drip forming off my chin. I didn’t let her go until she violently pushed my head off her swollen pussy.
That’s when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. With my fingers still deep inside her ass, I looked at her as I got it out and answered. The receptionist was letting me know the client was there a bit early, while my fingers slowly slid out of Emily. I’ll never forget the wildly sexy sight of her pussy that had just come, and her asshole all wet and open.
Anyway, now we were in a bit of a rush, so I wiped my face with my hand before licking it clean, asking her “How do I look?” She just grinned at me, and told me to straighten out my trousers and hair. “You leave here a little after me.” I told her as I went toward the door. I wiped my hand a second time before shaking hands with our guest, trying my best to contain my grin. She came to the meeting just a couple minutes behind me, with a face that I think most people would have known what it means. Decorum, or obliviousness, made the meeting a completely normal one.
After the client left, Emily just giggled. “I’m still wet you fucker. Come back to my place over lunch?” But the story about fucking her in her marital bed that lunch break is one still to be written.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cd7boh/fmcheating_how_a_slow_morning_at_the_office_led
Love this.
This is incredibly hot. I love being eaten the way you just described!