Naughty Coworkers Pt. 2 [M/F Straight] [Oral]

As I walked down the stairs to the underground bar, I felt a flutter of excitement and felt fairly certain I was going to be one lucky woman tonight.

A blast of cool air and loud music hit me in the face as I opened the door and found my way to the bar. Several appreciative glances came my way, and I knew this low-cut black shirt and tight jeans was the perfect outfit. A plunging neckline had been my friend for many years now.

I spied Matt already at the bar nursing a drink. As I approached he turned and gave a low wolf whistle, eyeing me up and down.

“Damn, is there anything you don’t look good in?” I blushed, glad he couldn’t see it in the dim lighting.

He moved off his seat to let me have it, his hand going to my waist then skimming across my ass. It felt like trails of fire as he motioned for the bartender. I ordered my usual dirty martini.

“Good choice,” he whispered in my ear. Goosebumps erupted along my neck. Ears were a sensitive spot for me, but he’d have to find that out later.

We headed to the dance floor, and as we started to move he caressed my body as if claiming me from all the other men there. I didn’t mind.

Without having dinner, the drink went straight to my head and I started to feel bolder. I pulled him close and nibbled on his earlobe as the dance floor vibrated with people all around us.

He really did make me feel sixteen again sans the alcohol. He pulled me into him as I nibbled, and my breasts tingled with desire from being pressed up against his body. He shuddered and swore and his hands bit into my ass.

“You’re killing me,” he whispered into my ear but I just turned his face and kept nibbling on his ear and neck while his hands moved over my breasts and ass.

Butterflies were in my stomach and I straddled his hard thigh as we gyrated against each other. My pussy started to throb again from the pressure; it really hadn’t stopped since my explosive orgasm only hours before.

I knew he was hard and I may have accidentally on purpose rubbed my own thigh into his cock, feeling it pushing against the fabric trying to get out.

“Wanna get out of here?” he yelled in my ear, his arm locked around my waist.

“Definitely!” We threaded our way out of the bar onto the street to wait for a taxi.

“My place or yours?” he asked, still keeping me pressed against his hard body.

“Mine,” I said. I would feel much more comfortable in my own bed for what we were about to do. The butterflies kicked it up a notch. I still couldn’t believe this younger guy was this into me.

He held my hand, which I thought was super cute and couldn’t take his eyes off me.

Holding me out at arm’s length he said,
“You have got a kickin’ body.”

I laughed and said, “You sound like you’re from my generation. Kickin body?”

He smirked, “I told you I like older women. I guess the slang of Gen X rubbed off on me.” Our car pulled up and as we got in he leaned close to my ear.

“I can’t wait to eat that juicy pussy again. I want to lick you until you beg me to stop.”

*Holy shit.* Instant wetness. This kid knew how to get a woman going. Arriving home, I fumbled with my keys and switched on the lamp by the couch. He came up behind me, hands on my shoulders and took a deep inhale of my neck.

“God, you smell good. It drives me crazy at work.”

“Is that why you walk by so much?” I asked, keeping my head down as he started to kiss.

“Mmhmm,” he murmured. “And to see your fantastic tits.” He reached around and carressed them. The nipples hardened and I moaned.

I put my hands on his and together we pulled my shirt and lacy red bra down, my breasts bouncing a little as they were freed.

He turned me around and just looked, massaging them with his hands and brushing his thumbs across my nipples until they were standing erect, ready for his mouth.

“May I?” he asked, bending his head towards one.

*So polite.* “Oh, God, yes. Please.” I let my head fall back as his mouth found a nipple and sucked.

A sigh escaped my lips and I held his head there, loving the feel of his silky hair in my fingers.

“God, they’re perfect,” he said, looking at me then leaning back down to devour the other. My breath started to come quicker and heavier.

My pussy was definitely throbbing now as he licked and sucked using his free hand to play with the other nipple.
I began to undo his pants but he pushed my hands away.

“Not yet.” He kissed up my throat and found my ear, his fingers still teasing my nipples. Everything was in slow motion.

*Oh Lord. He found the spot.* My knees actually buckled and he laughed softly as I grabbed onto his strong arms. He helped me to the couch. “Let’s get these off,” he said.

With lightning speed, he undid my jeans, pushed me down onto the couch and pulled them off.

“Damn, you’re sexy,” he looked at my body in the soft lamplight and I felt the pride of being a beautiful older woman; confidence I’d never felt when I was his age.

He knelt down but not before I grabbed the edge of his shirt and pulled it off.

“Wow,” was all I could say and my hands found his tight stomach and caressed up to his pecs and down his muscular arms. He broke out in goosebumps, bis eyes closing as my fingers trailed down to his hands.

I grabbed one and pulled his middle finger into my mouth. His eyes shot open and he stared at me, transfixed. I sucked on it, swirling my tongue around and tugging. My other hand went to his cock and I caressed it through his pants. It was hard and big.

“Fuck.” He pulled away and got onto his knees, spreading my legs wide, hands on either side of me on the couch. I pulled my panties aside and shifted so my pussy was more accessible.

Eyes on mine, he touched it with two fingers. I was soaking wet and could feel it leaking out onto the couch. He dipped the two fingers in then sucked them into his mouth. I thought I’d die. *God, he was sinful.*

“Divine,” was all he said. He slid his fingers in again and I arched back, hands fisting into his hair.

“Matt,” I gasped. “Make me cum.”

As his fingers slid in and out I got wetter and the sound of my juices around them was intoxicating. He started to thrust them faster and faster and then I felt his mouth on one nipple, sucking and nibbling. His thumb found my clit and I started to shake from the buildup.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” I cried out as he kept up the pressure until I stiffened and shattered apart into a million pieces.

When I came to, I looked around. Matt was sitting back on his heels, grinning from ear to ear.

“What are you smiling for?” I asked in a daze.

“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

-by Lucy Lovegood
4-4-23

Stay tuned for part 3 when Matt finally gets repaid for his giving nature. 😉

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12c5oe2/naughty_coworkers_pt_2_mf_straight_oral