Lunch with a friend [MF]

When, at 22, I got my first professional job out of University in a small city firm Alex was the senior PA tasked with showing me the ropes.

Alex was about 5’7″, blonde, 37, fit, with thick thighs and nice B cups but most of all Alex was fun. She had a hugely positive energy and seemed excited to talk to you whenever she did. She also had three of the most attractive qualities in any human:

* a kind heart;

* a filthy mind; and

* a wicked sense of humour.

We hit it off almost immediately.

Before long our conversations would be sprinkled with sexual innuendos and smutty *double entendres* and occasionally smutty *single entendres*. Following a conversation we’d had after she read something about people who got aroused by stationery Alex began to refer to office supplies in a sexualised way. She wasn’t but loved to ham it up. I still can’t look at a slide on paper binder without thinking of Alex calling them nipple clamps. That’s how she was, a lot fun and a little bit naughty (or a little fun and a lot naughty, take your pick). Every office needs at least one Alex.

Alex made a habit of power walking for fitness each lunch hour. She’d graze during the morning whilst doing her work, walk at lunch time and shower in the end of journey facilities in the building. As a consequence of this she didn’t wear underwear in the morning so that it would be fresh after her shower following her lunchtime walk.

One breezy morning she was called to deliver some urgent documents to the boss. She was wearing a green wrap dress which came to her knee. It just so happened that I was returning to the office as she was leaving. She was walking towards me with a sheaf of documents in one arm when a strong gust of wind caught the flap on her dress and blew it open exposing her as she trotted down the street. I copped the mother of all eyefulls but ran up to her to shield her from view as she straightened herself out and laughing glowing red to the roots of her hair all she said was “*I bet you didn’t expect an eye full of my lady bits when you came to work today. You realise this means we’re going steady now.*”

There wasn’t much she didn’t take in stride.

She and I had many conversations about our shared taste in music, movies and tawdry gossip (the more scandalous the better).

We went and queued together at a record store together when Meatloaf’s *Bat out of Hell II* album was released for example. We were good work friends and looked forward to seeing eachother at work.

So, I was quite disappointed when Alex accepted a job at another firm. I guess all good things must come to an end though and she promised to keep in touch and that we’d catch up regularly for coffee or after work.

About the time Alex gave notice *Salo: 120 days of Sodom* had it’s ban lifted and the fact that a banned film was going to be released was enough for Alex to need to see it. She was taking 3 weeks off between jobs and made plans to see it then

The firm hired a pretty new PA called Maree who Alex dutifully trained and handed over to.

On her last day we went out for drinks after work even though Alex didn’t drink (the very occasional Chardonnay or glass of champagne but that was about the extent of her interest in alcohol) and toasted her good luck and happy trails. She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek reassuring me of regular catch ups and blew kisses to us from the car after her husband picked her up.

Things were just not going to be the same without Alex.

The second week after Alex had left Maree put a call through to me. It was Alex. She’d just seen *Salo* and wanted to talk about it. Not so much how good it was but that she was excited about having seen it because of the scandal surrounding it.

“*Oh my God it was just so much blood and death and shit. I mean literally shit.*” she said “*but I’m glad I saw it and ticked it off my list and got that out of my system.*” she continued.

“*That’s good. Good to tick things off your list.*”

“*Yeah. Guess what else. My sister and I are going to see [some band I can’t remember] tonight and we’re staying at the Mercure [budget hotel near my office], she’s not here until after work do you want to do lunch?*

“*Sure, what time?*”

“*Well I’ve just checked in and I’m calling from the pay phone in the lobby. How about now? Come meet me in the lobby.*” said Alex.

“*Sure, see you in ten minutes.*” I replied.

I was there in seven.

When I got there I could feel Alex’s usual high energy was dialed up to eleven. She was wearing her green wrap dress and gave me a huge lingering hug by way of greeting a huge smile on her face.

“*It’s so great to see you.*” I said

“*You too.*” she said. “*Now tell me, what do you want for lunch?*” and then she started excitedly chanting “*say me, say me, say me, say me, say me*” as she bounced on the balls of her feet in time with her chant barely restraining the impulse to clap along in time too, or so it felt.

“*You*” I said with enough of a smile in my voice to mask the “*What the hell?*” running through my brain.

“*Excellent decision*” she said as she bounced into my arms and planted a kiss on my lips. This was no peck either. She ran her hand across the back of my shoulders and into my hair as her lips parted and her tongue softly brushed my lips.

“*Fuck it*” I thought to myself and kissed her back as she wrapped a leg around mine pressing her mound into my thigh.

We broke our kiss and she stepped back and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the lifts as she said “*This way*”

I was in shock. I was also coming rapidly to the realisation of what was about to happen. It’s amazing how a rapidly rising sense of horniness can counteract the effects of shock.

The lift arrived and we pile in with other passengers. Alex is there almost exploding with excitement as we travel up to her floor.

We get out of the lift and she flings herself at me again kissing me and grabbing my bum as I slide a hand up the outside of her dress and grab a handful of breast.

We break our kiss and she grabs my hand again pulling me towards her room.

She inserts the room key into the reader and we’re in her room. Alex turns to me and says “*Do you like my dress*”

“*Yes, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen it before.*”

“*I thought you might recognise it.* she said with a grin and with that she flipped open the flap at the front to reveal her naked pussy. There was a sheen on her upper thighs evidencing her excitement.

I knelt and burried my face between her thighs inhaling her intoxicating scent.

She pulled me to my feet kissing me again.

“*I bet you’ve been thinking of my pussy since I flashed you in the street that day, haven’t you? I know I have.*”

I had. It hadn’t left my mind since it had happened and every time I looked at Alex I thought of her pussy.

“*Now since you’ve seen mine it’s only fair you show me yours.*” she said as she unbuckled my belt.

I kicked off my shoes and unbuttoned my shirt and took it off as she pulled my boxers down to reveal my engorged cock.

“*Wow!*” she laughed as she surveyed me standing in my socks “*You think you’ve got an idea of what might be there but this…well…this exceeds expectations.*” her gaze fixed on my cock.

She reached down and pumped me a couple of times and drew in again and kissed me. As we kissed she slipped out of her dress letting it fall to the floor. She stepped back and I drank in the sight of her naked body her tan lines highlighting her pale mango shaped breasts crowned by tiny caramel coloured nipples that stood out like erasers pointing to the horizon.

“*I’ve been thinking of this since that day in the street. Probably before then if I’m honest.*” she said as she ran her hands down my chest and belly down to my cock.

She pulled me towards her and I kissed her neck and chest down to her nipples as we lay on the bed hands roaming and legs wrapping around each other.

She retrieved a condom from her bag and swirled her tongue around the head of my cock before rolling the rubber on and kneeling on the bed on all fours.

I got behind her and positioned myself at her glistening opening and pushed forward.

I have always loved the gasps and moans elicited by first entry and first thrust and Alex’s little gasp and long moan hit those buttons hard as I slowly slid into her, a shiver of delight running through me at the sounds coming from my beautiful friend.

After a couple of slow thrusts I was buried up to the hilt in Alex’s hot pussy. She was flexing around my cock adjusting to me being inside her. “*God, that feels so good.*” she said as she looked over her shoulder and smiled and then wiggled her arse as though doing a happy dance.

As we fucked she buried her face in the sheets as she came for the first time. I kept thrusting through her first orgasm as our movements shook the bed and propelled us slowly up the bed so that when her second orgasm hit her arms were braced up against the headboard her beautiful tits swinging beneath her in time with my thrusts.

I grabbed her in a bear hug and without pulling out rolled onto my side so that I was spoon fucking her from behind. That was nice but wasn’t hitting right for either of us.

Alex pulled me out of her and ripped off the condom as she rolled me onto my back and rubbed her tits over my twitching cock before taking me in her mouth and finishing me off with a rapid fist pumping blow job. She swallowed most of my cum and lucked and kissed the spillage off my softening cock as I played with her pussy.

Finally, we lay on the bed against each other catching our breath and regaining our composure.

“*How’s that for lunch?*” she said.

“*Excellent choice*” I replied “*highly recommend*”

We talked and laughed and before I showered to leave we fucked again her riding me. She looked fucking stunning cumming as she rode my cock.

“*I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.*” she said.

“*What stopped you before now?*” I asked.

“*Wouldn’t have been appropriate. We worked together.*” she replied.

We kissed again and promised to catch up for lunch or something again.

As I took the short walk back to the office the fact that I had just fucked my **married** friend played on my mind but then I figured that we were both grown ups and it was her marriage not mine and we were likely to fuck again so really it was her call and I was good with that.

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