They wanted superwoman. They wanted her to be able to juggle twenty things at once and still be the gracious, self-controlled executive that everyone wanted to see. Jean cursed them under her breath, but the drive that was in her, urged her to rise to the challenge. Pushing aside the feeling of pressure, she started to organize. Organization was her forte. She had always had an analytical ability to detach herself from a situation and look at it merely as a problem with a definite solution. This was going to work out, but she needed to make some calls. First, was to her personal trainer.
“Tony, this is Jean. Yeah, hey. I know I’ve been too busy this week to do anything other than my morning treadmill at home. I need to clear my head, so I was wondering if you could come here and train me at the company gym. Yeah, I know its pitiful, but I can’t get out today and I really need a workout to help me think. Look nobody ever uses it so there won’t be any problem waiting for a turn at the equipment. OK, thanks Tony, your are a gem. Its in the basement, I’ll clear you to go down there, just give them your name at security. OK, how about now? OK, I’ll see you in 15. Bye.”
Another thing she could really use was sex, right now, but that didn’t seem to be a possibility. Sex always cleared her head and gave her new inspiration. She wondered about Tony…..she had always been attracted to him in a purely physical, animalistic way. He, however, was always the consummate professional. Never letting any emotion show. She wondered if he was intimidated by her, the high level executive with the killer instincts. What a laugh. If he only knew her, he would know she longed for a man to hold her, take her gently and love her. The shell she put on was for her career only. It was the persona that got her to where she was today. It was the ball-buster image that kept men from taking advantage of her and keeping her down on the bottom rungs of the corporate ladder. Tony would do nicely if she could only break through that tough, business-as-usual personality of his. The nice thing about Tony was that she knew he was quite a player outside of the gym. She had girlfriends who had seen him in different clubs, always with a different hottie. He had a dual reputation, an excellent trainer who could kick your ass into great shape quickly and an intense sensual lover who couldn’t hold himself to only one woman. He was Italian after all.
Looking at the clock she cursed, realizing it was almost time for Tony to get here and she had not called to clear him. A quick call to security fixed that and she went to find her workout gear. A few more calls to organize a lunchtime meeting and she would be ready.
Grabbing her gear, she headed down the hall to the elevator. Thinking of Tony’s hard body now that her mind allowed her to, she wondered how big he was. She thought back to the workouts she had with him touching her, guiding her movements, always asking permission, ever the gentleman, she…always gladly giving permission, loving the feeling of his strength. She knew she was late, but Tony had said he didn’t have anything planned for the day, so she wasn’t too upset about it.
The basement gym was almost a joke. It was not even used and doubled as a storage facility sometimes. Most of the employees didn’t even know about it, only the executives and the old-timers who had been with the company for over ten years. At one time it was state of the art. They had his and hers locker rooms, a sauna and Jacuzzi that weren’t in use anymore, and nice showers. Heading toward the lady’s room, she passed by the men’s. She heard something that instantly touched an erotic cord in her mind. It was the heavy breathing one hears with people having sex. Taking a few steps back she put her ear to the men’s room and the sound got louder. Could it be? Gently pushing the door open, she saw Tony…naked….with a very stiff cock….stroking it. She was immediately aroused, and her wonderment was put to rest as to how big he was. She was pleasantly surprised to see a good eight, thick inches in his hand. No wonder he had such a reputation with the ladies. She loved to watch guys stroke themselves, imagining it was her hand on that hard shaft, waiting for the cum to erupt with such a beautiful force, all over her hand and tits and whatever else was in the way. She had given several hand jobs and watched some guys do it themselves, always making her wet in the process. Tony’s muscles rippled in his chest, arm, and shoulder as he stroked faster now. As he started to lay back and enjoy his mental fantasy, Jean realized now why Tony had always excused himself to go to the restroom before their workouts. He was doing THIS so he wouldn’t have to deal with his libido during a training session. She had to stop this or he wouldn’t have anything left for her.
“Tony! I’m here! Where are you?” she called out after moving away from the door.
“In here…getting ready.” he called out sheepishly.
“I’m just gonna change clothes, I’ll be right out.” she said with a naughty grin on her face.
No response from Tony, only rustling. Changing clothes quickly, she found Tony out in the workout area and noticed a slight bulge in his spandex shorts that he always wore, bigger than his normal bulge. The naughty grin returned but Tony looked away, always the professional.
“Thanks for coming sweetie” she hugged him, being sure to press against his manhood as much as possible.
“No….no problem” he stammered, feeling the obvious pressure which started having the intended effect.
She wore her most revealing outfit, a white spandex top that was cut extremely low for a workout uniform, intended to wear only as under clothing, and a pair of running shorts with a severe slit up each side and no inner lining. Not being intended to wear out in the public, her top did not have the pads that normally covered her nipples, and hers were quite prominent. Noticing his gaze on her ample chest, she blushed.
Lying, she said, “I’m sorry about this, it was all I had in my bag. I wasn’t very prepared for a workout today.”
“Its fine” he said, but she could tell it was anything but fine. His eyes seemed to have a hard time leaving her plunging neckline, the neckline that only barely covered her hard nipples that ached to be sucked and played with. This was going to be easier than she thought. His eyes weren’t the only thing having a hard time, she noticed his bulge was much larger now.
“Shall we begin with the usual stretches?” He asked, trying to get control over the situation.
“Lets” she said with as much seduction as she could muster.
Facing each other with legs open, they joined hands and he pulled her forward. The site was magnificent, a view down her gaping top between her smooth breasts and she knew it. Being rather flexible, she could touch her chest to the floor in this position, moaning as she did so. Her nipples were pressed against the floor sending tingles down her spine to her clit. Let the wetness begin. The top she had on ended in a thong with no lining in it. The front part of the thong tended to ride up into her slit which provided her with lots of fun when riding her stationary bike at home and in the gym. It was starting to ride up now, making her even more wet. With her chest pressing against the floor, it had the effect of pushing her neckline down, exposing part of her nipples. She saw this but pretended not to notice. Leaning back up, she pulled him forward and saw his eyes lock onto her exposed nipples.
“Ooops” she said, and fixed her top in a most seductive way, over correcting and almost pushing her breast out of the side of the armhole. After several seconds of “fixing”, she had her nipples just right and Tony’s cock was hard as a rock. Resuming the stretch, she pulled him forward toward her which did nothing for Tony’s flexibility but allowed his face to almost touch her pussy. The incentive made her pull harder toward the gaping hole up the leg of her running shorts. Tony gazed at the shaved lips only inches from his face, parted by a very wet thong. He could smell her femininity which if it was possible made him even harder. He could feel the pre-cum at the tip of his cock wetting his spandex. He didn’t care anymore.
Standing up with her back against the wall she skipped all kinds of stretches to get to this one. It was the one that put his hands closest to her pussy. Stretching her leg up like a dancer, he moved closer than he ever had, his cock pressing against her thigh as he pushed her leg upward. He usually massaged her hamstring muscle as he stretched her giving her an even better stretch. His hand was massaging but it inches downward, grazed her pussy and around the curve of her ass. She responded with a moan and closed eyes.
“Ooooooh, Tony… that feels so good. Don’t stop.” She reached out and caressed his cock through his spandex shorts.
“I want you, Tony. I want your cock.” She begged.
Lowering her leg back down, Tony took kissed her firmly as he took her breasts in his hands, squeezing them and pulling her top down over them, exposing the nipples to his waiting mouth. In a frenzy of movement their clothes were soon off and Jean dropped to her knees to take his cock in her mouth. She had not stopped thinking about his cock since she saw him stroking it. She took as much as possible in her mouth, feeling his hands on her head in appreciation of her talents. Laying her back, on the floor mats, he spread her legs and licked her wetness, plunging his tongue into the slit he had been admiring only moments before.
“Oh yes, Tony….right there….oh fuck….yeah, yeah, yeah….oh fuck I’m gonna cum, make me cum Tony….”
With her legs spread wide she lifted her hips against his face, thrusting upward as she came loudly. The wave of her orgasm continued as Tony refused to stop his attention to her clit and lips. Fingering her while he flicked her clit with his tongue, she continued cumming for what seemed like minutes, bucking and writhing against his tongue and face. Finally he pulled away and took his impossibly hard cock and slid it inside of her in one smooth stroke. Lifting her up to rest on his thighs, he had her ride his cock, her tits bouncing in his face. Taking her tits in his hands, he sucked her nipples while she ground her pussy against him. Her legs wrapped tightly around him as she came again and again, wave after wave of ecstasy, feeling his huge cock fill her. Pulling out of her, he turned her over and entered her from behind. If it was possible, he seemed to be even deeper now and she was approaching another orgasm. With increased intensity, his thrusts quickened until he groaned and came inside of her. The feeling of his warm release in her made her cum again and they both cried out in pleasure.
“Oh Tony….I needed that… I needed your cock in me today” she gasped.
Smiling, Tony lay beside her and held her. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time” he said. “But I’ve always been scared because I didn’t think you were interested in me”
“I’ve been interested in you since day one, but you are always so damn professional, that I didn’t think you would respond to my advances. But today, I saw you stroking that hot cock of yours and then I knew your secret.” she said.
Blushing, he said, “hahaha, so that’s why you were so horny today, you must have liked what you saw.”
“I loved it, I wanted to bust through the door right there and ride you like a horse.” Jean confessed.
Forgetting the rest of the workout, they dressed and parted ways, promising to do it again sometime. Jean went back upstairs to her office with some stress relieved and her mind cleared. She began to formulate her plan for the company’s, so-called, imminent needs.
Lunch was only an hour away and she had work to do.
When lunch finally came, so did the caterers and the executives she had “ordered” to be there. She was happy to see Rick at the buffet line. He was dashingly handsome and recently divorced which made him hotter still, for now he was fair game. Stealing as many looks as possible at him without seeming obvious, she thought he caught her at least once. Her mind and body were still remembering the colossal fucking she had received just a couple hours before and she felt herself getting moist all over again. Every time she thought of Tony’s dick sliding in and out of her, it made her tingle in all the right places.
“Hey Jean, how have you been?” It was Rick. Somehow he got right beside her while she was daydreaming.
Startled she said, “Oh….hi Rick. Sorry, I was…distracted.”
“Well I hope it was a…fun distraction.” He said, playfully.
Jean blushed and betrayed her thoughts with a sly smile, all the while taking in Rick’s intoxicating scent. “Eternity…no, Polo Blue“ she thought, mixed with his own manly oils, and it was making her weak in the knees.
“Oh, I see it was a fun distraction. I hope you’ll tell me all about it at our next head-to-head.” he was referring to the after-hours meetings they often had to brainstorm for the upcoming quarterly meetings where the CEO wanted new ideas. The next one was scheduled for this evening.
“I’m glad to see you are doing okay, Jean.” Rick said. Turning to go, he touched her bare arm with a seductive caress, noticeable only to the two of them.
“Thanks” she smiled another sly grin, this time in appreciation of his touch. He got the message.
The tedium of the meeting was interrupted only by the flirtatious looks exchanged between Rick and Jean. Each department had their 5 minutes of BS and then lunch was over and they all returned to their respective areas, except Rick.
“Is there anything you want me to bring to the meeting tonight, Jean?” They were, technically, equals but Jean went secretly to Rick often for advice, trusting him above others for some unknown reason. Everyone else got to see Jean’s other side, the side that announced that she was in control and needed nobody’s help. Rick knew better, he saw Jean’s soft, vulnerable side. The connection between them had simmered for years and now that he was divorced, it threatened to burst into a raging fire. Each meeting caused more sexual tension to fill the air.
“Yeah, why don’t you bring some wine, we’ll make it a casual meeting.”
Rick didn’t betray the excitement he felt at the possibilities going through his mind. He had wanted Jean for years, lusted for her, admired her shapely figure which seemed to beg for attention. She had never let her guard down like this before. Suggesting a casual meeting with wine was like saying lets go to your place, let our hair down, and see what happens. He knew something was different with her. He was so glad to be free now to find out what it was.
Five o’clock came and the occupants of the 5th floor began to file out. It was Friday which meant many had already left, trying to get a jump on the weekend. Friday for Jean meant nothing special, usually, but tonight she has hoping for something different. The head-to-heads usually got underway around six, after all the last minute filing and tidying of desks was done. At five fifty-two, there was a knock on Jean’s door and it opened, revealing Rick holding a bottle of red wine, two glasses, and his briefcase.
“Come on in, Rick” Jean said. Her heart started to flutter when she saw him without his business attire, dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt, revealing his toned chest and arms.
“I hope you don’t mind, I got a quick workout in down in the basement and changed into this since you said it was a casual meeting.” he explained.
“Not at all. In fact, I was just about to slip into something more comfortable myself.” she explained.
Taking her duffle bag, she stepped into her private bathroom and changed, leaving the door ajar enough for Rick to see in through the small opening. She had rehearsed this earlier in the day, checking to see how much one could see into her bathroom. She realized if she left about an inch open that anyone sitting across from her desk could see her in a reflection and get a nice view. She had left the door open two inches.
Unbuttoning her blouse, she could see out of her periphery, Rick’s face looking her way. She couldn’t see his expression as she revealed her black bra covered tits, but she knew he was looking. Now came the fun part. She unclasped the bra and her breasts fell free, nipples hardening. She didn’t try to see if Rick was looking, she knew. Next, she unzipped her short skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing a matching lace thong. Pulling it down her legs, she stepped out of it and put her clothes into her duffle bag and took the others out. When she turned back to the mirror, she caught a glimpse of Rick admiring her smoothly shaved pussy. Stopping for just a moment, she admired herself in the mirror for Rick’s sake, touching her firm breasts momentarily, making them bounce playfully. She got dressed quickly now, making sure Rick saw that she didn’t put on any panties or bra. She wore her tightest jeans and a thin button-down blouse, that was sure to show her nipples. Stepping out of her restroom, she saw a pleased look on Rick’s face. Her hair was down now and the wine was poured.
“Sorry, I hope I didn’t take too long” she said with a coy smile.
“Not at all” he replied. He noticed her look downward at the bulge in his pants that her little show had given him. He was very aroused and wished he could have burst through the door and taken her as she stood there naked, playing with her tits. He had no idea her breasts were so firm and young looking. She hid her assets well during the day.
They began chatting about the upcoming deadlines and what each of them thought the CEO was looking for in the future of the company, blah, blah, blah. Rick couldn’t keep his mind off of Jean and her naked smooth breasts under that shirt. She kept playing with the buttons on her shirt and sometimes she would leave it unbuttoned for a minute, which would create a gap for him to look through and see her hard nipple inviting him, at least it seemed to be inviting him. Her breasts strained at her tight shirt making her nipples stick out so sensually. He could almost see their whole outline against the fabric.
She saw that she had planned her outfit well. She was a walker when she was brainstorming like this. That allowed her to show off her best assets to Rick while he watched. Her breasts had the most natural swing to them when she didn’t wear a bra, a very sexy swing, she thought, and apparently Rick thought so too, since he couldn’t keep his eyes off her, and his bulge was growing. Her shirt was now unbuttoned dangerously low but she acted like she didn’t notice. The bottle was almost empty now and she was feeling the effects of the alcohol. Less inhibited. That’s always how she felt after drinking a couple glasses of wine. Today was no exception.
Her glass of wine hit the carpet and splashed, just as planned.
“Oh damn! I better get something to clean that up.” She rushed to her mini-fridge and got a seven-up and grabbed a towel. Bending over to attend to the stain, she gave Rick a nice view of her ever opening shirt. He got down on the carpet to help her. When he was in just the right position, his face close to hers, she looked up, leaned toward him, and kissed him on the lips. He returned the kiss and pulled her face close to his to continue it.
Lifting her shirt over her head and pulling it off, she invited him to have his way with her.
Needing no further encouragement, he dove in, licking and sucking her nipples, swollen with excitement. She pulled at his shirt and groped between his legs for his manhood. Feeling a very large member, she couldn’t help but think of Tony’s cock and wondered how Rick’s compared. She soon found out, as they both quickly got naked and she saw it was as big, if not bigger than Tony’s. Taking it in her mouth, she sucked and licked and fondled his balls as he moaned and played with her hair. Moving his hips slowly, he align his rhythm with the movement of her head. With each inward thrust, he felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat.
Pulling out, he opened her legs to look at her wet pussy. She pleaded with her eyes for him to taste her. Leaning forward he began licking her wet slit, probing it with his tongue. Finding her clit, she gasped and laid back, pulling her knees up to give him more room. His clit play made her shudder. Her back arched as she neared an orgasm. Throwing her head back she let out a shriek and gasped again.
“Oh yes, yes….right there…..Oh Rick….yes….uh huh….oh yes….”
She reached down to feel his hard muscles as he ate her. She was close again and laid back arching again, pulling his head closer into her, she cried out again with ecstasy, letting the shuddering flow through her, curling her toes. Pulling him up to her she begged.
“Rick please….I want you in me now……please fuck me.”
Smiling, Rick took his cock and teased the opening of Jean’s pussy and clit. With each teasing stroke, Jean moaned and pleaded with her eyes for him to enter her. Finally relenting, Rick slid it in with little resistance, thrusting slowly at first. Jean wrapped her legs around him and pulled him close, feeling the length of his shaft inside of her. The sensation almost made her cum again. Moving faster now, Rick pumped her harder until he was he felt like he was slamming into her with each thrust. Their groans and gasps intermingled with each other until the both cried out as they came together, Rick continuing to pump his hips until he was completely drained.
Relaxing, Rick held her with her legs still wrapped around him. They caught their breath kissed until it was evident they weren’t going to get any work done that night. Taking separate cars, they went over to Rick’s house to continue their love-making.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hqo7ij/a_good_day_for_jean