J tried to ignore G's flirtatious texts, but she couldn't deny the way they made her heart race and her body ache with need. She knew he wanted her, and that knowledge was a powerful aphrodisiac.
At work, J would casually brush against G, letting her fingers linger on his arm just to see his pupils dilate with lust. She'd feel a twinge of guilt, knowing she was playing a dangerous game, but the dark part of her loved the thrill.
G was relentless in his pursuit, always finding excuses to be near J. As a single mom, her kids had become her life and he would bring random hand-me-down gear for them, both because he was pleased someone might get some additional use from it and because he hoped it would further endear himself to her. J could see right through his ploy, but deep down, she was flattered by his attention and even though she knew he was married, she yearned for more.
When an out-of-town work trip presented itself, J knew it was a terrible idea to accompany G, but her desire for some undivided adult attention won the day.
Once J and G arrived at the hotel, the sexual tension between them was palpable and they both sincerely enjoyed the company of each other! On the second night of the trip, after a long day of meetings, J agreed to accompany G to the bar, despite not drinking alcohol herself. As they settled into a secluded table, G's piercing blue eyes smoldered with unrestrained hunger as he gazed at the voluptuous beauty before him.
G ordered a whiskey for himself and a sparkling water for J, his fingers deliberately brushing hers as he handed her the drink. J shivered at the electric contact, fighting the urge to climb into his lap right then and there.
Sipping their beverages, they made idle talk about the upcoming meetings, all the while undressing each other with their eyes. Every accidental touch and lingering glance sent J's pulse racing and her panties dampening.
"Want to get some air?" G asked, his voice husky with desire. J knew exactly what he was really asking, and as much as she knew it was a terrible idea, her need to feel him inside her overrode logic.
In the elevator, G's restraint snapped. He crowded J against the wall, his strong body caging her in as he captured her plump lips in a searing kiss. J whimpered into his mouth as his tongue delved inside to taste her sweetness. His rock hard cock pressed against her stomach, making her tremble in anticipation.
The moment they stumbled into G's room, locked lips, roaming hands tugging at clothing. J's large breasts spilled out of her bra into G's waiting palms. He squeezed the soft flesh, thumbs rasping over her stiff nipples, wrenching a low moan from J's throat.
Clothing pooled on the floor, they tumbled onto the king-sized bed, J's pale skin and sinful curves were the thing of perfection. G kissed a path down J's writhing body, dipping his tongue into her navel before settling between her creamy thighs. J cried out at the first touch of his tongue against her slick folds, overwhelmed by unbridled bliss.
As G lapped at her molten core, J undulated, fucking herself on his talented tongue. He circled her clit, grazing the pearl gently with his teeth, sending her careening over the edge into a bone-melting climax. Stars exploded behind J's eyes as she surrendered to the intense pleasure, screaming G's name.
In the dimly lit room, G finally gave in to his desperation, worshipping J's curvaceous body. He sucked her pebbled nipples as she writhed beneath him, before moving lower to again taste her dripping folds.
J gasped as G's velvety tongue lapped at her needy cunt. He feasted on her like a man possessed, his nose buried in her bare lips. J's breasts heaved as she neared her peak, succumbing to the blinding pleasure G was giving her!
As J wantonly spread her thighs, granting G full access to her glistening pussy, he took full advantage. His tongue never ceased its sensual assault, still lapping at her labia and circling her sensitive nub. Slowly, he eased two thick fingers into her scorching heat.
