I [F] went for lunch with a coworker and ended up cum covered

That morning, I selected a black balconette bra with black garter belt and stockings. No panties. I enjoy the feeling of my freshly shaved, bare pussy.

A grey skirt, white button up blouse, and black stiletto heels completed my business professional look.

I had received the text last week. It was from my former coworker. I had quite the history with him, as you may have seen from my earlier post.

He had left the company a year ago for a better role at a competitor. Every so often he would text. He would ask if I wanted to join his team at the new company. I always declined. The change and risk involved in switching companies was too great.

The text last week was his strongest overture yet. Lunch at a quiet, isolated restaurant so he could pitch me the new job. I accepted the invite to hear him out.

“Wow, look at you,” my husband said as he stepped out of the shower that morning.

I could tell he was horny. He said seen me in the garter belt, and stockings before getting in the shower.

He always described me as a busty petite milf. That morning I was busty petite milf business woman.

I was pressed for time now though, and trying to get to work.

“Meetings, and a business lunch today,” I called as I walked out of the bathroom and headed down the hall to leave for work.

I got to work as usual. I started the day as usual, coffee and spreadsheets.

Eleven o’clock rolled around. I sent my former coworker a text asking where we were meeting for lunch.

He chose an Italian sandwich bakery. “The one in ——-.” (name removed for privacy)

——— was a new business development about three minutes from my place. It was really nice. It included high end shops, restaurants, condos, and a new high end hotel.

Lunch was great. I opted for a salad. He had a sandwich. We talked a lot. We talked about everything, work, friends, family. We talked for well over an hour. I felt like he got me, and understood where I was personally and professionally.

It was also clear, he needed something else. Something other than someone to come join his new team at work.

Before going in, I had unbuttoned the three top buttons of my blouse. Then I clipped my work ID high on the top of blouse. The result was a great view of my breasts.

My balconette bra was very low cut. It had lace and push up support. It made my large, natural 32DD breasts look spectacular.

He had an obsession with my breasts. In retrospect, I may have cultivated that in our relationship since the beginning.

I hadn’t seen him in a year, so today I made sure every laugh or conversation gesture got the maximum shake or bounce of my breasts without being over the top.

It worked. He looked. He looked often. No hiding it.

Lunch drew to an end. He held up a hotel keycard.

“Oh, look at this. I’ve got to return a clients hotel key and make sure he’s checked out,” he said with a smile. He was holding a hotel room card up for the new adjacent hotel.

This was one of our old tricks we used when we were working together. A client would come in town. When they left, we would offer to check them out of the hotel and take them to the airport. An early morning departure would give us a hotel room for a few hours. No credit card bill to explain.

“That room has already been turned over by now,” I said.

“Nope, client left a whole day early. I offered to check him out early,” he replied.

The door of the hotel room clanked shut.

He came up from behind me and pulled up my skirt. His hand passed over the stockings and garter belt, and began massaging my shaved, bare pussy.

“Wet. Shaved. Pussy.” Nothing better he breathed.

I could feel his big cock through his pants. (If you didn’t read other story, he has a magnificent cock, for comparison it’s almost twice as thick as my husbands cock, and similar to our largest dildo). There was a wet spot around the head of cock.

I turned around and pushed him on the bed.

My top and skirt came off.

I was standing above him now, in my balconette bra, garter belt, stockings, and heels. No panties. Just my bare, shaved, wet, swollen pussy.

My breasts and nipples were already pouring over the top of the bra.

I took off the bra. My large pale breasts hung in the air with erect nipples hardening by the second.

I straddled over him. His thick cock pulsed and rubbed against my lips. The massive head of his hard cock was covered in my wetness.

“I want it just like our first time,” I said.

He rolled me onto the bed and rubbed his cock on my face. I kissed and cradled it, stroking between passionate kisses.

He grabbed my tits with both hands and began pumping my cleavage with his cock.

I started rubbing my clit furiously. My tits were bouncing at a mesmerizing pace.

He grabbed his cock and came. All over both breast, over my nipples, and over my lips and teeth.

I kept rubbing and rubbing myself until I shuddered in orgasm.

I felt out for his cock. It was growing soft. I kissed it and gave it a playful tug. I cupped his balls and started licking the cum off my tits.

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