This little bit of fun took place about 9 years ago but was still a summer to remember.
Teri and I worked at the same production plant, and at the time I was a plant mechanic and she worked in quality control. Our casual chit chats turned to mild flirting. We had been flirting and talking at work for about two years, when I had made mention about past indiscretions, which were met more with intrigue rather than judgement and condemnation. The past three or four months, the flirting had stepped up a level, casually throwing each other a wink here and there accompanied with an impish smile.
Then one evening in the early summer our night shift had ended. I was walking out just after midnight when my phone rang and on the other end was a hysterical woman.
Teri’s car had broken down less than a mile away, so it only took me a minute or two to find her.
A fan belt slipped off the pulley and became a tangled mess. After about 30 minutes of cussing and busting my knuckles in the dark, I had it back in place and tight, and she was ready to get back on the road.
With her arms around me, she gave me a tight hug and thanked me. This was the point where she was supposed to let go and head home, but she didn’t. Instead she pulled me down to the point she could put her arms around my neck (Teri only stands about five feet even) and pulled me in for a kiss. The kiss wasn’t lusty or open mouthed, but it was a deep kiss that said thank you.
Our lips parted with arms still wrapped around each other when a shorter kiss and another tight hug was exchanged before she got in her car and headed on her way home. This opened a whole new conversation the next night at work.
She told me she didn’t know why she had kissed me, but she also couldn’t deny that it felt good.
She apologized for being “so silly” and for acting the way she did, but I reassured her that nothing about the night before was silly and I couldn’t deny the fact that I enjoyed the kiss also.
Our paths crossed a few more times that night, and of course I made a few more reasons to wander towards her office to check in on her. During our evening break, we stood out on the back platform smoking a cigarette when I asked her if she wanted to grab a cup of coffee or something after work. There was a little truck stop on the way home for each of us that was open 24 hours and bonus time; they served a phenomenal apple pie.
As with every night, me and one other guy locked up the plant after everyone was out, which made us always the last to leave and Teri was waiting on me in the parking lot when I got there.
I parked next to her, and we both stepped out, thinking we were going inside for coffee and pie, but instead we greeted each other with a hug and kiss, and it gave us a taste for something else.
I opened the passenger door of my car and Teri hopped in. Once we were inside, our actions were immediate and intentional. Arms embraced bodies and mouths came together in a heated exchange of passion.
Unlike the kiss from the night before, this one was full of heat and lust. Lips traveled down necks and then back. Bold hands roamed to chests, legs, and backs. Moans and heavy breathing quickly filled the car’s confines as we attacked one another.
Teri couldn’t hide the fact that she had large breasts. Her short and petite frame only made the two large globes on her chest stand out even more. She favorited oversized tee-shirts at work but even those couldn’t hide the oversized boobs. And when I felt the weight of one in the palm of my hand I a realized just how grand they were. The old saying of “The cup runneth over” was valid and appropriate. The heavy mound overfilled my hand and her large nipples strained against the fabrics of her bra and tee-shirt. Thumb and forefinger squeezed the tips causing the words “Oh fuck yes” to escape her mouth in a low and sultry voice.
Our hands simultaneously found their way to the most intimate of parts of our anatomy. With her dainty and thin fingers tracing the outline of my rigid cock through my jeans, and my own fingers found the heat between her legs. More moans and obscenities followed, and our boldness grew in the dark parking lot.
A short moment later, I was lifting Teri’s shirt up and over her head and her bra quickly met the same fate of landing in the backseat with her shirt. My mouth quickly moved to cover and suck one nipple. Whimpers of approval from her provoked my lips to find the other nipple and give it similar treatment.
While my mouth was causing moans of pleasure from Teri, my hands and fingers worked the snap of her jeans, and she lifted her ass off the seat enough to allow me to pull them, along with her panties, down around her thighs.
Teri’s hairless cunt was smooth and slick with arousal, allowing my fingers to slip between the pink folds with ease. I flicked at her nipple with the tip of my tongue at the same pace my finger danced around her engorged clit.
Teri, lost in her own lust, didn’t know what to do with her hands. One moment they were gripping my cock, another moment they were at the back of my head, and yet a moment later they were gripping the back of the headrest as she was being hurled toward climax.
When my middle and ring finger slipped inside her I wasted no time pushing and pulling them in and out of her. Her voice wasn’t recognizable, and her whimpers turned to loud gasps for air. When her body tensed, and she clamped her thighs tightly around my hand and wrist I knew i had acquired what I was after.
Teri’s orgasm came powerfully. The initial straining of her muscles was quickly followed with shaking and shuddering and her howling “ohhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk yessssssss.” I continued riding her wave of pleasure, finger fucking her until we were embraced in a deep kiss.
Teri’s hand had found its way back to the bulge of my jeans, and now it was her turn to unsnap and unzip. Like her, I lifted my ass up just enough to allow her to free my shaft and the next feeling was that of warmth, as her lips wrapped around the head of my cock and continued downward.
Starting slowly, Teri’s head bobbed up and down taking more and more of my length into her mouth. When the tip of my shaft would hit the back of her throat she would come up for air and then swirl her tongue around the head before descending back down.
The distant streetlamp in the parking lot gave just enough light to silhouette Teri’s head moving up and down in my lap creating an erotic and sexy visual.
With my balls tightening, the heat was building. Each movement of her expert mouth, lips and tongue, accompanied with her hand stroking and fondling my balls was quickly sending me toward my own release.
My grunts and moans reassured Teri she was getting me closer and closer. And to make no mistake about it, I vocalized the impending results.
These actions only encouraged her, and with the non-verbal permission granted, the first volley hit the back of her throat. Teri tightened her lips around the rim of the head, and she sucked and swallowed while her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock to milk each throbbing pulse.
Spent, I pulled Teri up and kissed her. Her salty tongue swirled around my mouth as we sighed being relaxed and content.
We finally dressed, went inside and got a piece of pie and cup of coffee and talked. That night we both came to terms with what the “rules” would be. Both of us knew our affair could only be an occasional tryst without committing to anything more than just being co-workers and friends. Friends that just so happed enjoyed the pleasures of what a man and woman can do for each other.
That summer, Teri and I hooked up regularly about 2-3 times a week. Sometimes after work, sometimes before, depending on whether we were working night shift or day shift. And on a few occasions, we would meet before, only to tease and torment the other, knowing that when we clocked out after work, we were going to be animals full of lust that required quick release.
Of all the women I have had the very good fortune of being intimate with, very few enjoyed giving head as much as Teri did. I had heard that some women were quite happy and content with a blow and go but never believed it until I was hooking up with Teri. As soon as we parked or found a secluded spot, she was like a woman possessed reaching for my belt buckle or the button to my jeans.
Like many affairs, the dangers of one or the other, if not both, developing emotional feelings are bound to happen. We were no different.
During our post sex cuddling one day, we both admitted that playing with fire was only going to get one, if not both of us burned. And we both concluded, that as good as the sex was, our friendship meant even more. We came to the conclusion and decided that the next day would be our last time to…
That last time was a day to remember. We had decided to go to a new secluded spot behind an old abandoned elementary school. There was no traffic and it was well off the beaten path. I laid out a blanket, where we proceeded to enjoy each other’s bodies outside under the noon sun. What we didn’t realize until it we were well into our fuckfest was we weren’t the only ones enjoying each other’s bodies. The mosquitos were thick but neither wanted to stop since we had decided that this would be the last time.
That evening at work, we couldn’t help but laugh at each other. The little red bumps were visible on both of us. Teri told me she must have just been horny as hell and needed to get laid to suffer through the bites because her “ass and back were covered.”
I too was suffering from mosquito bites that shouldn’t have been where they were. I guess the whole situation could fall under what happens when someone says “Just one more time.”
Teri and I remained friends for the next two years while we worked at the plant. We both quit about the same time, her for health issues, and me because I had got a far better job offer. And aside from seeing each other a few times at the grocery store and exchanging hugs as friends, our intimate and lust filled hook ups that lasted for close to four months came to an end.
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