[M]e and my [f]ormer work supervisor

I had moved to the UK about six months before I got my first job working in a government office. I worked there for only three months before moving on to another job. However, I made good friends in that short time. My supervisor, Harriet (not her real name), was someone that I admired from a far. Harriet is 14 years my junior. Quite plain features. I wouldn’t classify her as being any exceptionally pretty woman but she by far wasn’t an ugly woman either.

She always wore skirts/dresses. Don’t think I’ve ever seen her in a pair of trousers. She is quite shapely with a lovely ass. I would say that she has C-cup breasts. Blond hair and when she put on her glasses, she looked like a naughty secretary you see in porn flicks. While working in the office she was always the professional. She was married but separated and even so she didn’t seem the type that would have an office fling.

When I was leaving the office we exchanged numbers but we never really kept in touch for quite some time.

About two years after leaving that job I received a text message from Harriet, “Hi. How you doing?” We exchange a few inconsequential messages until I ask her what she was doing at that particular point in time. She wasn’t at work that day.

“I’m in my garden topping up my tan.” It was about 27 degrees that day.

“Wish I could put on the sun tan lotion on your back for you.”

“Why don’t you come over and do it then.”

When I read that message my heart literally skipped a beat and I could feel and hear it pounding in my ears. My cock began to stir. I began to worry that I might not be able to get up from my desk for fear that others in the office would see the tent in my trousers. “Are you serious?”

“Very!”

She sent her address. Luckily, it was almost lunch time, “I’ll be there in about 15 mins.”

I arrived at her house, rang the door bell and I was greeted by her in a blue bikini. It was lovely to see her porcelain skin contrasting against the blue. Although she has two children she had a nice stomach with just the faintest of after child bearing flesh. Her pins were well defined leading up to what I could tell is a phat pussy.

She invites me in and I follow behind her all the time feasting my eyes on her rotund backside. Expecting to be led to the back garden, she begins to climb the stairs to her bedroom. “I thought I was going to apply sun tan lotion to your back.”

“Fat chance of that happening!” she said. “I’ve always wondered what a black cock would feel like ever since I saw you.”

We get into the bedroom and almost immediately she starts to undo my belt and trousers. They slip to the floor. My 9 inch cock jumps out – I don’t usually wear underwear on warm, sunny days. Her eyes widen at the site of my cock. “Jeesus!” She sits on the bed edge, takes a hold of my cock and slowly inserts it into her mouth. It felt heavenly. She took it as far as she could almost gagging on it. “I don’t think I can take all of it.” I didn’t care if she could. It was as if she knew exactly how I like my cock to be sucked. Nice and slow with loads of spit. I wanted her to continue but I knew if she did I would cum. I was on my lunch break but I wanted this experience to last.

I prod her to stop sucking me which she reluctantly does. I quickly take off my closes then her bikini bottoms. Her pussy was now unveiled and in front of my was a pussy with a nice tuft of hair. It looked delightful. I could feel the heat emanating from it and she smelled so good. I buried my tongue in the pink folds and lapped up her juices like a cat lapping milk from it’s bowl. She tasted delectable. She let out a breath of satisfaction relishing the attention I was affording her pussy. She soon cum in my mouth but she wanted me to replace my mouth with my cock.

I got over her, she grasped my rigid cock and guided it into her sopping wet pussy. I slowly entered her snug pussy. It felt so good! When I was in her completely we just laid there without moving for a while. Then she began to thrust upwards telling me that she wanted me to fuck her. I duly obliged with long deep strokes. She began to moan as she felt my full length fill her up. Our movements eventually became more urgent. I lifted her legs and put them over my shoulders to enable maximum insertion. She whimpered when she realised that my cock was now touching her cervix. I bit my lips lost in the exquisite feelings from her pussy. I was on the brink and I so wanted to explode in her but knew that I couldn’t take that chance because I didn’t know if she was on any birth control. I didn’t want to spoil to moment by asking.

I withdrew my cock and exploded on her stomach. She took hold of my cock and licked up to remnants of my juices (and hers). That was the icing on the cake. We rested for a while before I cleaned myself up and left to go back to the office.

When I got back to work a couple of my colleagues asked what I had for lunch. “Just a burger,” I said with a smile.

I received a message from Harriet shortly after, “Thanks for lunch. We have to do it again some time soon.” We certainly have had many repeat performances. If you would like to read more let me know.

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