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Giving the Business
When I found out about this mandatory overseas trip for my company I played it off that I didn’t want to go, but secretly I was excited and couldn’t wait. I hadn’t had a vacation in a few years and even though work was going to be involved I knew I’d have some time for sightseeing and maybe some nightlife. As soon as corporate made it known they wanted me in Tokyo, I had hoped that Will, a hot, single, older production manager would be asked to go so that possibly we could get to know each other. Much to my dismay, he wasn’t invited. “Oh, well.” I t. Bhought. “Some me time would be very welcome.” That was until I found out that Brittany one of the new interpreters was assigned to go along with me. Brittany was fresh out of college and was a sexy little minx who probably would be a lot of fun.
Brittany and I made arrangements to meet at the airport a couple of hours before our flight to have a drink a catch a meal. She was waiting at a table when I arrived and she waved me over. I pulled my luggage over to the table. Brittany looked gorgeous. Her flowered sundress hugged her tight young body just right and was short enough to get my mind wandering. Her long sultry legs tapered to probably the sexiest calves I’ve ever seen then to ankles and three inch wedge heels. She looked so great it kind of caught me by surprise. Brittany winked at me. “Hey Honey, you ready?” She grabbed and kissed the back of my hand like we were long time sorority sisters. Her lips were soft and I was a little embarrassed by how much I liked it. I leaned in and we did the double kiss on the cheek. It seemed a little awkward, but I went with it. There are some things worth being embarrassed for.
“I’m ready I guess. You look great.” I said seriously.
“Aw, thanks so do you!” She said a little too vociferously.
I was dressed a little more business casual with a flowey button up shirt with bell-bottomed slacks and reasonable heels. Lately I had been wearing more body hugging clothes. I had been working on my figure since my divorce two years earlier and I was in the best shape of my life.
“Turn around, let me see the back.” Brittany demanded.
Reluctantly I did. I tried to do my best young model impression. I was really trying to get out of my comfort zone. I had been married 24 years before my divorce and now at 47 I was trying to be the person I always wanted to be. Damn, that is hard to do!
“Wow, you butt looks amazing. There is no way that you don’t work out.” Brittany exclaimed. The slacks I was wearing did accentuate my ass and that is exactly why I wore them. “Thanks.” I said embarrassed beyond belief. I could feel the blood rushing to my face. “So do you.” Brittany got to her feet, smiled big and spun like an 8 year old girl in the rain. Her dress rose with the spin and revealed, barely, that she was wearing a thong. Her ass cheeks made an appearance and so did the sweat over my eyebrows. My tongue went dry and I had to turn away out of guilt.
“Oh thanks. This little thing?” She said playfully.
I sat down at the pub table and Brittany sat down across from me. “I know this isn’t a vacay, but I’m pretty excited. I haven’t been to Japan since I was an exchange student in high school six years ago.” She admitted.
Six years ago she was in high school, I thought to myself. I was in high school almost thirty years ago! But she was as cute as hell, so I went with it.
“I’ve never been.” I said truthfully.
“Oh wow! We are gonna have some fun! ….. I mean after work hours of course.” She said with another wink.
Her personality was infectious. She was young, fun and beautiful, but she had an air about her that she could be deep, serious and engaged beyond her years. I found her unbelievably attractive and it caught me off guard a bit. Her long, curly brown hair bounced every time she laughed and she pleasantly pushed it out of her eyes when she got serious. At times I found myself lost in her bright green eyes and I couldn’t decide if the color was real or she was wearing contacts. Who was I kidding, it didn’t matter. For an hour we discussed everything from my divorce to her escapades in college and how she recently lost her father to cancer.
Flying first class is always a fun experience. You get to feel like a queen for a while. Brittany and I had nice reclining seats next to each other and the extra space was welcome. Her long sexy legs were a nice distraction, but it caught me off guard when I could hear her asking me a question but it didn’t register what she was exactly saying.
“There is plenty of room, do you think it’s ok if I take off my shoes? They look great, but they hurt.” She said.
I must’ve looked like a zombie. “Huh, umm.” I grunted.
She reached over pulled up my chin until we were looking eye to eye.
“Up here.” She laughed.
Oh my god. Did she just bust me looking? Did she care. Am I crazy?
“Do you think it’s ok if I take off these shoes?” She asked with a smile.
I came back to reality. “Oh yeah of course. This is first class, you can do what you want.” I said trying to regain my cool.
“Oh, good.” She said as she turned sideways in her chair. She lifted the armrest, raised her leg and placed her ankle on my knee. “Can you please give me a hand? These buckles can be a bitch.” She looked at me sheepishly.
Brittany’s sundress separated just enough so that I could see the material stretch across the mound of her pussy. I imagined what it would be like to touch her there. To slide her undies aside and feel her wetness. “Well?” She pushed.
“Of course.” I said. I could feel a knot in my stomach and my own pussy tingling.
I unbuckled the shoe and I slid it off of her sexy painted toes. My fingers lingered on her sexy young flesh. I gave the bottom of her food a rub as she brought the other foot up to my lap. “Oh God, I haven’t had a good foot rub in a long time.” She moaned. Was this girl for real? Did she have any idea what she was doing to me? She was bringing something to the surface that I had been suppressing for a long time.
“Well, that just happens to be one of my many talents.” I couldn’t believe the words were escaping my mouth.
I took off the other shoe and slowly but surely began to massage her tan feet. She put her head back, closed her eyes and sighed big.
As I continued to rub, I got some looks from the staff, but at this point I didn’t care her taut skin felt good to my fingers. I spent a few minutes on each appendage and loved every fucking second!
“That is a-maz-ing.” Brittany breathily said without opening her eyes. I said nothing.
I ran a finger up her shin, slowly. Then to her thigh. Then to the edge of her dress. I traced the light material and decided to stop the advance, but continued to tickle her thigh. She opened her eyes and they smiled at me….I smiled back then playfully bit my lip. I shook my head and she shook hers back. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “I knew this was going to be a good trip.”
After a few drinks and one plane change in Seattle, Brittany and I were feeling pretty tipsy. When I excused myself to use the restroom after reaching cruising altitude, Brittany reached up and squeezed my ass as I turned. It felt so wrong but so good. I turned and gave her a wry smile and continued on to the lavatory. After I locked the door behind me I turned and looked in the mirror. I was quite surprised to see the smile on my face. My mind was racing, going a million miles an hour, but yes I was smiling. I adjusted my hair, fixed my lipstick and lastly fluffed up my breasts. I pinched my nipples until they were hard. It’s funny, but I wanted to look sexy for Brittany as I returned. She really had me hooked. I pulled down my pants and panties and sat on the toilet. As I peed a knock came at the door. “Occupied!” I belched a little annoyed. I finished and began pulling up my panties.
Another knock, two in quick succession. I pulled up my pants, zipped and buttoned them. I washed my hands and with a bit of anger I opened the door. Brittany pushed me back inside and stepped in pushing her beautiful tits against mine. She closed the door behind her like a magic trick. Her eyes never broke the gaze of mine. “Did anyone see….” I said as she slammed her mouth on mine, her tongue in my mouth searching. I felt both of her hands slide up my shirt and clamp on to my boobs. Her thumbs fluttering over my nipples. At first I was too taken aback but after a second I began kissing her back. Without knowing my hand made its way to her jaw, where I grabbed her face and I began sucking her tongue. She moaned, I moaned. Her thigh began pushing into my pubic bone and it must’ve found the right area because it made my knees weak. I slowly slid my hand down below her dress and I pulled it up so I could feel her solid but soft ass while our tongues explored each other’s mouth. She tasted like heaven, was that cherry lip gloss? Maybe watermelon, my mind seemed to be working in slow motion as my body worked in fast forward. I took my hand from her ass and my finger traced the top of her panties to the front where I began to rub her mons pubis. Then to her very wet slit. I couldn’t believe how wet she was.
We kissed and groped while I continued to use my finger to penetrate her. She drew in short breaths as I flicked her clit ever so gently every now and then. After a while she worked the clasp loosed from my slacks, they dropped to the floor as she pushed down my silky white panties. She pushed me into a sitting position on the toilet pretty forcefully. It came as a shock as to how hot that I thought that was. She pulled my foot from the leg of my panties. As Brittany kneeled between my legs I instinctually put my foot up over her shoulder and on to the wash basin in this tiny room. She looked me in the eye as she stuck out her tongue and licked my inner thigh. My body jolted and then tingled like it hadn’t in twenty five years. Her lips kissed my folds and she lightly began to lick my clit. My god! This is what I had been missing all of my life?! I asked myself. This gorgeous, young, naughty girl, no woman was devouring not only my pussy but also my inhibitions. I reached down and grabbed her beautiful blonde locks and gently but emphatically pulled her face into me. “Don’t stop.” I grunted. Her mouth went into overdrive. She rubbed her face all over my wetness and used her tongue like a sensual bird feather over my now throbbing clit. I could feel the orgasm building. I felt her finger circling my ass and then to my pussy. I involuntarily began to gyrate. As she inserted her thumb into my pussy she then put her index finger into my ass. It was too much, I came as hard as I ever had and my guttural moans and screams seemed to egg her on. Her mouth explored faster and her fingers moved deeper.
As I bucked and wiggled again I felt something build from deeper, physically and mentally. “Oh god” I exclaimed through the lip I was biting. I glanced down between my thighs, her eyes were on me. Somehow through the ecstasy I could literally feel her mouth smiling. “Oh god!” I heard myself but it seemed like a voice from somewhere else. Was I having an out of body experience? Oh yes, yes I was. Brittany rubbed her nose on my bean and her mouth found and sucked on her sticky, wet thumb as it poked and prodded my vagina. “OH NO!” My leg began to shake and I reached up with my free hand and began pinching my nipple. I squeezed hard. My legs clamped onto Brittany’s head as I convulsed. This orgasm swept over me like the effects of a dose of laughing gas. Slow but sure. In the midst of the most mind blowing orgasm I somehow noticed how hot my ears were. That was a new feeling. Weird but erotic. After about thirty seconds the wave subsided and I regained my composure. I stroked Brittany’s hair and pulled her from her kneeling position. I brought her wet smile to my mouth and I kissed her hard, tasting my own juices and cherry (or watermelon) lipgloss. “That was fucking amazing.” She said through my kiss, smiling. I smiled back. “Yeah, it was.” I kissed her nose, gave her left nipple a tug and turned her around and pushed her over the tiny sink. “Now it’s your turn.”
As she bent over she pulled up her sundress and revealed the most amazing rear ended I’d ever seen. I pulled her thong down and kissed and squeezed her round, firm ass.
I buried my tongue between her cheeks and tasted her ass. Her scent filled my nostrils and had my head spinning. As I flicked my tongue over her I put my finger deep into her and stroked her clitoris with my thumb. She gasped and let out a squeak. With my free hand I grabbed her thigh and pulled her onto my tongue. My licks became deeper and more furious. She turned to watch. Her eyes fluttered closed and allowed the sensations to penetrate her mind. Her beautiful hair flowed over her shoulder and down her chest, tickling her bronze skin. I marveled at the muscles in her back and shoulders as I pleasured her asshole, at times lowering my mouth the her pussy. Her body tightening, each time I reached her wetness her back arched a little and she shivered. My fantasies could’ve never matched the experience I was having. When I was married I watched a lot of girl on girl porn, but I never thought my own experience would outdo what I was seeing on screen. I was wrong. Brittany was more beautiful and sexy than any pornstar and now my mouth was creating the real ness that couldn’t be portrayed by the “professionals”. I don’t know how, but Brittany folded herself in half and her head was now touching her knees making her wondrous womanhood fully open to me. I slid another finger into her and I furiously rubbed her clit with my other hand. Her amazing, hanging breasts were visible between her legs. This was a time that I wished I had another hand so I could take it all in. “Fuuuuck.” Brittany expelled in a long breath. Again I buried my tongue deep in her now open pucker. She moved her even feet further apart. This tiny room seemed to open up somehow like a magicians top hat. I inserted another finger, three now. I began to cramp up, not caring I continued mouth my barrage of her g-spot. Her shapely legs shook with unbridled passion. She let out short controlled breaths as I ate her ass and fingered her pussy and clit. “You’re eating that ass aren’t you?” She said.
I mumbled something incoherent, after all my mouth was full. She moved her hips back and forth pushing my face even deeper into her. I stopped rubbing her clit just for a moment so I could give her tits a squeeze. “No, rub that fucking pussy!” She insisted. I went right back and pinched her clit between my index finger and thumb, stroking it back and forth. “Yes, just like that. I’m gonna cum!” She gyrated and stiffened. Her quads tightened as she quickly stood up. She squeezed my hands, still in her pussy and rubbing her pleasure zone, tightly between her legs. Her titties bounced and her abs flexed as she came. Much to my surprise juices shot from her and onto my hands. The scent was intoxicating and as I pulled my hand away I tasted her excretion. I wasn’t sure why I did it, but it tasted sweet. She turned and we embraced. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” She said rather sweetly. “Only in my dreams.” I admitted.
To be continued
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