Weekend Work

This story I have gone through a thousand times in my head with each time adding a new twist and a slightly different result.  The only constants are myself and the woman involved and that we end up fucking eachother senseless.  Little did I know that the reality of what happened was going to be better than any of the events in my head.

She came into my life nearly 5 years ago and the attraction has just grown and grown on an almost daily basis.  Her name is Kelly and she works in the office downstairs in accounts she is 40 but you wouldn’t put her a day over 30.  She had blonde hair, the bluest deepest eyes, nice firm big tits, a tiny ass and she is the nicest person I have ever met.  We are always flirting, exchanging dirty e-mails and was always suggesting that she mess around with me behind her husbands back and eventually it would seem my persistence has paid off.

It all happened at the weekend, I came into the office to prepare some documents for my boss to take away at the weekend.  I had been in the office for about 3 hours when I heard the main office door open and Kelly walked in.

“Christ” I said, “You scared the daylights out of me.  What are you doing here”

“We have an accounts meeting on Monday “ she said “and I came in to pick up some figures.  I didn’t expect anyone to be here”

I had only ever seen Kelly in her work suits before and now here she was in front of me with the tightest pair of jeans I have ever seen.  And a tight t-shirt hugging those huge breasts of hers.  I was thankful to be wearing a loose pair of joggers as I felt my cock beginning to stir.  I thought what the heck and started to have some fun with her. “I’m glad you don’t dress like that during the week Kelly, I’d never get any work done!”

“What’s wrong with the way I’m dressed” she said as she turned round so I could see the full package

“For starters those jeans must take an age to get in to”

“Yeah, and I just bet you would love to get into them!”

I struggled to keep my cool and swear that the temperature in the room was climbing as was the tool in my pants.  “Well, given half a chance I would prefer to start by getting in that t-shirt.”

By this time she was standing right by my desk and I had manage to remain seated with my trouser tent under the desk.  Kelly leaned forward as if to kiss me on the cheek and whispered in my ear.  “Well do you want to take it off or am I going to have to do it” At this point I nearly lost my love goo right into my boxers.  She moved her mouth to mine and kissed my lightly on the lips.  I pushed back bringing our mouths together hard.  I pushed my tongue between her lips and she welcomed me into her velvety softness, our tongues searching each others.

I pulled her t-shirt up and reached round to unclasp her bra and as I did show she removed her shirt.  As her bra fell away it was a sight to behold.  Probably the most perfect natural breasts I have ever seen.  I must of looked dumbfounded as instead of waiting for me to make a move she just grabbed my head and buried it between her tits.  I began sucking, licking and biting her nipples which stood out like bullets.  She followed me as I pushed my chair away from the desk.  She seemed to read my mind as she reached down to undo my joggers.  I stood up and they dropped to the floor followed quickly by my boxers.  My 8 inch cock stood out proud and thick with a hint of pre cum at the tip.  She pushed me back into my chair and dropped to her knees.  No sooner had I landed than her hand was wrapped round my shaft and she was hungrily slobbering all over my helmet.  Then, as I gripped the side of the chair she opened her mouth and slid her lips down the shaft of my pulsating cock.  She was nearly down to the base as she begun to move up and down, twisting as she did so and begun to give me the blow-job of a life time. 

Literally after about 30 seconds I felt the beginnings of my orgasm, I muttered something about coming but this only seemed to spur her on and she upped the pace I could hold back no longer.  My body tensed and I released what must have been a gallon of salty liquid deep into her throat and she didn’t even pause for a second and she sucked for all she was worth draining every last drop out of my member.

She finally managed to drag her mouth away and looked up at me with a naughty grin on her face, she came up and kissed me full on the lips and I could taste the saltiness in her mouth which was a new experience for me and not entirely unpleasant.  As she did so I wrestled with the buttons on her jeans popping each one open.  I had no idea how we were going to get these things off but I knew it was going to be worth the trouble.  She pulled the jeans down over her tight little arse, sat up on my desk and instructed me to pull the top of her jeans.  In a flash they were off and I was pleased to see she had not bothered with knickers that morning, she had a neatly trimmed bush which confirmed to me she was a natural blonde.