Ah Anna-Maria…
This beautiful blonde girl would come to the office quite frequently, but she was my colleague Greg’s patient, not mine. I never really took a good look at her, but even from afar I acknowledged that she was attractive. Tall, blonde, and thin; Anna-Maria always wore baggy clothing that seemed to hang off of her. Perhaps she was a bit too thin, I thought back then, but still very attractive.
By this time I all but forgot about her. I didn’t want to go out of my way to ask Greg to send her my way. That would have been too obvious. It wasn’t until Greg was busy with another client of his that I ended up, by happenstance, working with Anna-Maria for the first time.
She really did catch my eye that day. Anna wore a short plaid skirt with knee high socks. Rocking that devious goth school girl look. Her thin upper body clad in a loose fitting graphic tee depicting some occult imagery. I noticed her blue eyes for the first time, almond shaped with expertly done up eyeliner. Her cheeks gave off the illusion of blushing due to her make up. Whenever Anna smiled it was accentuated her beautiful button nose as it would perk up, leading me to notice the small hoop nose ring. And oh boy, her lips! Full, luscious…Anna’s lips, which she always colored in dark reddish hues, accentuated her pretty angular face.
Her demeanor too was so gracefully feminine; a perfect mix of demure naïveté and sultry confidence. Anna knew she was sexy, but she loved to play the shy damsel. I wondered back then if she modeled. She did.
We shared a few pleasantries and I instructed her to undress and to call me in once she’s lying on the table, face down.
Wow. Coming the room I truly saw her body for the pristine beauty that it was. Anna was indeed thin, but very proportionate. She only had her back exposed while she still wore her plaid skirt and socks. I couldn’t help but admire the size of her breasts that seemed to be pressed up against the table. I recall my confusion as to why she always wore baggy clothing when she has such juicy naturally big breasts.
We flirted in a very non-direct manner. She praised my work and I made small talk about spirituality and zodiac signs. After she left I couldn’t get her off my mind. Man, what I wouldn’t give to see this young beauty nude.
Her subsequent visits were with Greg, but we would smile at each other at the office. The second time I got to massage her, Greg was busy yet again and I took her in. I massaged her the way I massage everyone, no mercy. Deep pressure and confident strokes made me an expert at my job. Anna used this to her advantage, she complained how Greg and the rest of the PT staff go easy on her as they think she’s a fragile skinny weakling. I assured her she is not. After the session Anna gently placed her hand on my shoulder and thanked me for giving it to her hard. We both smiled, knowing exactly what she meant.
The next time I saw her in the waiting room I didn’t hesitate. I asked her to come see me. She happily obliged. She changed her hair to a rich dark brown, almost reddish, instead of the dirty blonde. It gave her an even more sultry look. To me, she looked good regardless.
Mmm that smile. That breathy voice. We spoke and bonded even more during our sessions, sharing intimate information about each other. Anna divulged that she is diagnosed with bipolar and is currently maintaining her moods. I shared my experience with drug abuse. Things felt…real.
This wasn’t love, mind you. It was a kind of friendship, one built on trust and sexual attraction. I couldn’t wait to fuck her senseless…but I am married. I didn’t mention my marital status, and Anna didn’t ask. She glanced on my wedding band, I think it might have turned her on even more. I wonder…
I had to stop my self from salivating when we’d interact. She turned me on like crazy…and she knew it. The way we’d eye fuck each other gave it away, despite our verbal interactions being deliberately platonic. The body doesn’t lie. Anna would move with slow sensual grace, like a tantalizing tantric dance. My movements too were underlined by masculine confidence, the way I would massage her; firm yet gentle, direct yet subtle.
At some point I just couldn’t take it. I was massaging her seated, as my touch lightened to a caress. She moaned, as if to give me the green light to proceed.
I got close to her neck. Her scent drove me into an even stronger frenzy.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I whispered, “if I don’t kiss your right now I’ll explode…”
She didn’t answer verbally, instead she slowly caressed my hand.
I began kissing the side of her neck. The softness of her skin on my lips felt divine, as divine as the sound of her quiet submissive moans. The subtle scent of her floral perfume intoxicating me as I proceeded.
“I want you…” she breathed, almost begging.
I all but lost control, as my hand ravaged her all over, hastily removing the medical gown off of her petit body.
Anna’s expression was that of excitement. She relished watching me give in to my undeniable lust for her. I moved to the front of the table, to face her. She coyly looked up at me, blushing, as she crossed her arms to hide her breasts. It gave the illusion of innocence, she played the role so well.
I leaned in and kissed her passionately as I softly moved her arms away. My god! Her breasts bounced down, perfectly round, fitting devilishly on her thin frame. Holding her hands I took a step back to indulge at what I’m seeing. I couldn’t believe she could look even sexier.
I could feel my cock throbbing, filling with up with excitement at the sexy young goth looking goddess before me.
“Fuck you’re sexy…” I mustered to breathe out.
Anna’s eyes glimmered with a hint of that confidence I alway new she hid. She quickly jumped off the table, falling in to my arms, wrapping her arms around me and passionately kissing me.
In between her luscious kisses she whispered to me:
“Make me yours.”
Before Anna could finish speaking she was lowering down to her knees. Her eyes locked with mine, as she bit her lip and smiled. I mimicked the lip biting subconsciously. This was really happening!
The office was busy as usual, but I knew no one would interrupt us here. I prayed no one would. Anna and I both knew we need to keep our noise to a minimum as our makeshift massage cabinets were just parts of a room divided by curtains.
She kept smiling and quietly giggling with joy and excitement as she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I towered over her body, helping her pull down my pants and boxers, exposing my erect dick.
Anna-Maria held on to my hip with one hand as she softly and gracefully grasped my cock.
“Mmm I wanted this since we met.” She stated, looking up at me with her adoring eyes. She bit her lip once more before spitting on my cock, softly stroking it, before her full gorgeous lips pursed around my shaft.
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[Continuation]
Anna was a woman possessed with desire. Her small hands made my cock appear far bigger than it already is. I couldn’t look away, her eyes were mesmerizing as she slowly blinked sensually taking me in her mouth. Worshipping me like she’s never seen a penis before.
For an innocent young woman Anna-Maria really knew how to suck cock. Everything from eye contacts, to her strokes, licks and kisses…the way she’d playfully slap her cheeks with my cock betrayed the illusion of her being a fragile little damsel. She was confident in her sexuality, and her head game. With such ease she had me at the verge of filling her mouth up with my cum. I didn’t want to blow my load. I didn’t want to risk the wait time…I wanted to fuck her. Fuck her hard. Well…as hard as possible given our environment.
I stopped her delicate hands and mouth from pleasuring me. It was my turn to return the favor. I need time to cool off anyway. I knew I would cum in seconds were I to fuck her in the state her blow job got me in.
I gave her a hand, picked her up and had her lay down on the table, perpendicular to its length. Getting on my knees I spread Anna’s sexy long legs, alternating kisses along her inner thighs. She let out a moan that was a bit louder than we both wanted. I looked her in her beautiful blue eyes, winked, and shushed her before burying my face tongue first into her clean shaved pretty little pussy.
I could feel her body tense up as I ate her out. The need to stay silent no doubt added to her frustration. Anna was writhing her hips with each lick. She got progressively more wet as I expertly sucked in her pussy lips, enjoying her wetness dripping down my chin. She tasted divine!
Slipping a finger inside, I continued sucking on her small hidden clit as I stroked my finger in and out. Putting my expertise to work. Within seconds I felt her pussy tighten, throbbing around my finger…her muscles pulsating rhythmically and hard. She’s was primed to cum.
Giddy with anticipation and hard as steel I threw all caution to the wind as I got up and entered Anna’s tight wet cunt. Like finding heaven. Her pussy lips gripped at my hard cock as I thrusted it inside her. Our eyes locked in passion despite doing our best to muffle her moans and my grunts. The sense of orgasmic ecstasy no doubt rising up both of our spines. Closer and closer…each stroke feeling more intense in pleasure. I felt her pussy pulsate and throb all around my hard shaft as I picked up the pace. Going deeper, harder…
Anna’s eyes rolled behind her head, she was going to cum and that thought alone filled me with stronger sense of dominance. I cupped her ass and lifted her off the table. She wrapped herself around me like a sexy octopus. Her arms held on to my neck as her legs kept squeezing my hips as I went even deeper into her small framed body.
Anna was shaking. The way her body was responding to my movements had me getting closer to a climax myself. She let out a squeal before burying her face between my shoulder and neck to silence the sound. Something splashed on the floor as I struggled with her body trembling and writhing wildly in my arms.
She squirted. Squirted all over the floor.
“Jack is everything ok?” I heard Greg call from the cubby next to mine.
“Yea I just spilled my water.” I said, panting, “I’ll clean it up later.”
Our hearts were racing. We didn’t want to get caught by the rest of the office. But feeling Anna-Maria’s body go wild after squirting all over me was a very satisfying feeling. Mmm…she’s a squirted.
I impaled her onto my cock a final time. Holding her tight and moving her back to the table. I couldn’t hold it in, I came inside her.
Anna and I kissed passionately as I floundered my remaining few thrusts after cumming. She was radiant. Her bright beautiful smile, ear to ear, expressed her utter fulfillment.
She quickly got herself dressed while I looked at my uniform. My pant scrubs were drenched in Anna’s ejaculate, as was the floor. Anna was very apologetic, but we still giggled about the mess we made.
Rushing our goodbyes, I watched her walk away. Her gait was not only more confident but had a pep in her step. When my mind came to its senses I cleaned my cubby and changed. Thank god I have spare scrubs in my car.