This will be a short one with a long intro. There is a demarcation mark for the sex part.
It happened 4 years ago. I used to be a blogger (I retired from that, going for a real job now), and was particularly involved in the local politics. So much so that when a newly formed party proposed a young team of people to lead the local township, I was game – I didn’t need to be paid, I felt it was my personal privilege to help bring a new, young, very dynamic team to the City.
It’s not a big town, but it’s one of the most important in my country, mostly due to tourism. So I kind of knew everyone from this young team – I could’ve been one of them, but I refused to go into politics. But there’s always a lot of people to know, and I wasn’t aware that this superb redhead, a business analyst and an enthusiastic voluntary in community projects, was part of the team. Unfortunately, right when the campaign started I was indisposed – a knee injury kept me off for three weeks, and I was limping hard by the time elections happened.
But I supported the team, with all my means. Facebook, Twitter, I was there. Blog posts, sure. Press articles? I had a few friends and I convinced them to publish some of my rants against the old mayor. My team won with a very small margin – but won nonetheless. However, Lucia (of course, different name) told me that she regretted not being able to talk to me live, and that she would love to have me visit her as soon as I got better with my knee.
Two weeks in, and the mayor named Lucia his first lieutenant, so to speak. She was quite active in the campaign, but she was also trust-worthy, and people liked her a lot. So naturally, she took that role – and became very, very busy. I didn’t dare to contact her for a month or so, but after a month, she reached out by mail. „I want to thank you for your help, and I hope you’re better, come visit me at my office anytime”. So I went there in a Wednesday afternoon.
Her office was not as guarded as the mayor’s – in fact, it used to be a secretary office, in one of the ante-chambers of the mayor’s office. However, she took hold of that room, and it was quite isolated – in fact, I entered her office without anyone asking me what I want or anything. She recognized me from the start, and we started a discussion about the campaign, and my articles. I love numbers, we we had a long chat about that – and she invited me on a chair near hers to show me her computer screen when her phone rang.
„The conference starts now”, she was summarily informed, and when I tried to get up she gently pressed my leg to send me the message to continue to sit near her. She acknowledged, then she put her phone on mute, then explained to me that it’s a conference she needn’t participate, only listen. I was intimidated, and didn’t even notice that her hand never left my leg, in fact, she put her hand higher on my leg, and turned towards me.
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We discussed a bit more, pausing at times to make sure she can catch up with the conference, and at one point of time I noticed that her hand started to move up and down, moving her fingers over my legs. Soon it became a bit uncomfortable, probably because her gentle touch turned me on, and I had to change position for my hardening cock. So I got up a bit, to arrange my cock so it won’t hurt as it got hard (almost unconsciously), and she observed her own hand basically at the base of my cock, and its shape showing in my pants. She smiled, amused, and apologized, took her hand away.
„I’m fine, no worries”, I say, and I let my hand over her leg, jokingly. She didn’t say anything, but instead continued to ask me about my blog, and we continued to discuss for a good ten minutes, until she started moving uncomfortably in her chair. I almost forgot about my hand over her leg, left as a joke, but she didn’t – and she pushed herself down in the chair, making my hand climb up her thigh.
There was a choice. Pull back, apologize, or push between her legs. I closed my eyes first, and pushed up and between her thighs, with no protest from her side; instead, accommodating my hand in her thigh gap.
I felt her through her jeans – damp and hot – and I pressed against them. She made no protest, only leaned back on her chair with her eyes closed.
The invitation accepted, after rubbing her through her jeans for a short while, she welcomed my hand unbuttoning her pants. and sliding under her underwear. I put my hand over her pussy, my fingers covering her hot, wet lips and my back palm covering her clit.
She abandoned herself completely; she just spread her legs wider so she can accommodate my hand better. I pushed the middle finger between her lips, and she sighed, with her hand trying to reach almost instinctively to her breasts. She started to play with her breast while my finger was slowly getting deeper inside of her, starting drawing circles inside her, making her squirm. The conference became white noise, as she started breathing harder, faster. I feel her being close, but the position doesn’t really allow me to go faster, to help her over the edge.
So I get up, and help her up as well. She’s confused, interrupted from something quite pleasant, and she looks at me with a very aggressive look. But soon enough, I push her against her own desk, I pull down her pants, and she spreads enough for me to enter her.
I don’t manage to enter her at first – the angle is strange. She catches my cock between her hips with her hand, she plays a bit with it, then guides me to her entrance. I push her against her desk, for a better angle, and then I enter her slowly. Her body shivers as I enter her. She didn’t cum yet, but she was climbing towards that, and she begged for me to enter her.
It’s then when I push hard against her. It hurts her at first, but the second time there’s no more disconfort. She tries to raise her body a bit with her hands, but I take her hands as I penetrate her slowly and I put them to her back. It’s then when I observe her wedding ring.
I start entering her furiously. She’s breathing hard, trying to be quiet, but she doesn’t manage too well – luckily, she’s quite isolated. She cums violently, her whole body exploding in an instant, almost as if she was hurt. I was close enough, so I didn’t stop, and each of my strokes seemed to amplify her earthquake.
I came inside of her, adding to her explosion. It felt like rivers of cum flew inside of her, and I caught her hands and pulled them to make sure I cum as deep inside her as I could, raising her from the desk, keeping her one inch above it, only her breasts grazing the wood.
I kept her like that for a full minute, while her explosions also toned down. I pulled out, and got dressed really fast. Her conference was soon to be over – it took us about an hour for all this to happen.
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I left her office without saying anything, ten minutes later. She was also shaken up, and she was still trembling in her chair, even as I left the office. „See you”, was all she managed to say. I responded in kind.
She has been reelected this year in that very same position. We kept in touch, even saw each other, but rarely did things have the same level of intensity. We still have fun from time to time, and I got quite friendly with her husband too. We don’t talk about this outside the occasional meetings.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/khib0i/i_m37_fucked_a_vicemayor_f35_during_a_conference
Damn!! Very hot.