Alison closed the door behind her as she came in the front door. "Max? Where are you?" she asked, not seeing him, but hearing the soothing jazz tunes coming from somewhere distant.
"Upstairs, at the computer!" he shouted down to her.
She walked up the stairs, her black, high-heeled sandals tapping on the wood floor as she took each step almost a little too slowly.
She saw him, sitting at the desk, pounding away at the keyboard. Well, in a few minutes he'd be pounding away at her, if she had her way...and she usually did. When she called earlier, he told her he had a lot of work to do, but she said she really needed a good fucking tonight and that she was stopping by for a little bit, just a quickie. He was all too eager to comply.
She came up behind him, circling her arms around his bare chest, scraping her nails against him and gently licking a tender spot on his earlobe.
"Hey, baby," she said. Looking at the screen, she saw he was at one of his favorite pictorial sites. "Oh, she's got nice tits!" Alison whispered in his ear, continuing to stroke his chest with her finely manicured nails.
"Yeah, they are but…yours are real, and I've been thinking all day about what it would be like to suck on them tonight." he said, turning around in the swivel chair. He unbuttoned her long, black wool coat, and was pleasantly surprised to find she had on nothing but her black garter and stockings. That was it. Damn, she was fine, and he could already feel his hard-on pressing against the buttons of his jeans.
"You are amazing, Alison." he said, as his hands explored her near-naked body, her coat still on. He took her breasts in his hands, and slowly leaned in toward them. He twisted one nipple between his thumb and forefinger while he took the other in his mouth and sucked on it, rolling it around with his tongue, tugging on it, and nipping at it gently with his teeth. Looking over him, Alison watched the scene on the computer screen as she rested her hands on Max's shoulders, which was about the only way she was still standing; incredible how just this touch could make her weak with desire. She could feel the wetness starting to seep down the inside of her thigh. It never took long with Max.
He pulled her closer, one arm snaking under her coat and around her back. He sucked on the other nipple, laving her with his tongue. She could feel his hot breath on her wet tit. A moan escaped her lips as Max's hand found her hot, wet pussy. His fingers teased her lips gently, as he bathed them in her juices. "You are so hot, Alison!" he said as he kissed his way down. He got off the chair, got down on his knees and started licking her. He licked her bellybutton, then made his way down to her thighs. He licked her on either side, then slowly invaded her swollen, silken lips. Up and down, he licked her, tasting her sweetness. His hands ran up and down the length of her legs, feeling the silkiness of the stockings she wore.
