I.
Jill waits outside. Thoughts are too wild to focus, she knows Mathew is about to come down any moment to open the door for her. Jill gets sudden flashes of what she wants to do to him. Different positions, all too fast for her to notice he has already opened the door for her. Matt leads her up the stairs, she asks "are there people here?" he nods. They go down a hallway into a room. it is quiet, he quickly locks the door behind her.
Mathew smiles at her. Unsure of how to start things, he shows her his office, she looks around but all she cares about are his lips, his touch. Jill's pussy is already pulsating, she is too excited for what is about to happen to her. Mathew stands still next to his desk, she walks up to him, silent- they don't speak. Jill gets closer and closer to him, she can feel his shallow breath. She toys with him, plays with his lips, gently licking them, brushing up against his skin, their eyes meet.
Jill knows Mathew wants her as much as she wants him. She places her hands on his chest and slowly glides down to his behind and presses his firm bulge onto her. Mathew kisses her, tongue swirling around her mouth. her nipples harden. This is happening she thinks to herself. They continue to kiss, she pulls his ass tighter into her- slowly spreading her legs wishing she should have worn that dress. Mathew is shaking, unsure if he is alright Jill tells him to "relax". He kissed her again, hard, his tongue begging entrance to her mouth.
He walks her over to his chair. Mathew takes off his pants and sits. Jill sees his dick, just as she last remembered. She bites her lip, not being able to resist herself. Slowly, carefully, she kicked off her heels, her jeans, and her panties. Mathew inhales deeply and gets comfortable into his chair.
His cock is fully erect. She knelt down on the floor and took Mathew into her mouth. Jill looks at him, without breaking away from his eyes she starts to lick his cock in circular motions. His eyes, blue, full of lust, now hazy. Jill wants to suck him off completely. He let out a long groan. She bobbed her head up and down, her saliva making him slick and wet. Her tongue looped around his hot flesh, teasing him. She sucked him, licked him, loved the way his hands felt in her hair. She couldn't help it; her own fingers reached down to find her clit. She played with herself, rubbed herself. Then she looked up at him. He was watching her, he breathes heavily. The movements of her mouth and fingers quickened. She wanted him to come. She wanted to show him that she could take him, all of him.
In a low voice he mentions he fucked his wife earlier that day. Jill barely heard what he said, she didn't care. Jill had his dick in her mouth and knew what he was experiencing at that moment wouldn't amount to the event in the morning. Jill's pace increases. Her hands firmly grip his long member, sliding faster, her mouth filled with his cock continues to turn her on. She wants to get up on that chair and start fucking him as hard as she could. Screaming his name, panting as loud as she could. Yet she knows Mathew is almost there. He is grunting, biting his lip, his eyes meet hers and assures her that she is doing so well. Jill knew that she couldn't stop. Deep-throating Mathew was what he needed and she wanted him to remember that moment.
Now, every time he walks into that office he will be reminded of how good she sucked his cock.
Mathew's hands start to clutch his thighs. He arches his back, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Jill wanted him to come into her mouth.
Mathew gives a warning, "I'm about to come... im... im going to come..."
Jill bobs her head faster, taking his dick deeper into her throat. She is excited and fucks her self harder. Inserting a third finger into her pussy he jets a load of cum into her mouth. Still it surprises her. Jill swallows his cum. It is different. It is different from what she is used to. She too is in a relationship. Yet this satisfies her. She has done what she set herself to do upon her arrival.
II.