During my several trips to and from the kitchen and conference room, setting up the room with snacks and wine, I noticed Rich; a handsome, stocky editor was staring at me as I walked by. I caught his eyes and he said "Hi" and shyly went back to work. We've flirted a few times before in the past, but nothing serious ever came out of it. He was definitely on my most fuckable in the office list. On my last trip back to the kitchen, I had removed my long sweater that covered my body. I loved the way that the skirt hung way down to my waist. I am glad to have a smooth, firm stomach to show off and a perfect "innie" bellybutton. I walked into the edit suite with attitude and said Hi. He told me he was working on a project and would be here late and I should stop by when my meeting was done. Said ok and turned and walked away. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I sashayed out of the room with the silky material swishing across the bare skin of my ass.
During the meeting, all I did was sit around and take notes. No flashing. No nothing. I drank a lot of wine. Everyone was nice and it was a calm atmosphere. The clients were into the proposal and signed on the dotted line.
Everyone left and I stayed behind to clean up. I finished off the rest of the wine. Once finished, I walked back into Rich's edit suite and sat down onto the leather couch. I pretended to be sleepy. I was pretty tipsy by then. He told me to lay down and relax a bit. I agreed and swiveled my body in order to watch him edit. He was watching me the entire time and I knew he could see up my skirt. He eventually turned away to continue working. Every so often he would turn around to ask me a question or talk. I acted like I was oblivious to the fact that he was definitely looking. I actually continued to reposition myself until my skirt was hiked up even more. As the moments went by, I parted my legs more and more, so he could get a clearer look at my now dripping pussy. He didn't turn around for a while and I began to finger myself. I was shocked that this guy was not taking the hint. I continuously dipped my fingers in my pussy, then ass and into my mouth. I love the taste of my juices and just doing that turned me on so much.
I decided that if I were going to get some, I would have to be the aggressor. I sat up and simply whistled over to him. When he turned around, his eyes opened wide and he began to laugh nervously. Then he finally spoke. "You know:. I am married right?" He said nervously. I put my finger up to my mouth and said "Shhhhhhh!" Within seconds he walked over and locked the door and his Levi's were at his ankles. I was totally teasing him, rubbing my clit as he stumbled across the room towards me. He kicked off his jeans and shoes and dropped to his knees. He didn't say a word as he immediately began to suck and lick my hot pussy. I felt a rush up my spine and he worked me over with his mouth. I felt my juices begin to flow even more as pulled his head in closer, almost smothering him. He definitely knew what he was doing. Within a few minutes I had an exploding orgasm! He slowly began to kiss around my thighs and tummy. He pulled my lower body to the edge of the couch. Within moments he had his boxers off, revealing his rock hard, pink and thick dick. He was slowly rubbing the head of his cock against my clit and lips. His dick with dripping with his clear and sticky pre-cum. That turned me on so much! It was almost like he was thinking about fucking me first, because he did this for a while. Rubbing himself against my pussy with his pretty-as-hell dick head, spilling out and coating me with at least a tablespoon of his warm pre-cum. Then he lowered his dick right at the entrance of my pussy and slid it in. My pussy was so wet; his thick cock went in with ease. It was so warm and thick, all I could do was moan with pleasure. Rich slowly began to pump in and put of me. I could feel the heat from his throbbing cock as he stretched my pussy walls with his fat cock. We didn't kiss on the mouth, nor did we speak. We just moaned and breathed heavily.
We fucked for about 10 minutes then I felt his dick start to get harder and harder and breathing got really heavy as well. He tried to pace himself better, but I could tell it felt too good to him. He leaned back up off of me and knelt up straight. He stopped stroking my pussy with his dick and stood still for a moment. It was too late. I felt his dick begin to pulsate and the familiar feeling of hot sperm inside of my pussy came over me like a wave. He began to spurt his hot semen inside of my pussy. He grunted loudly as felt his ejaculation shooting and stopping over and over again. He seemed to be having the biggest orgasm of his life, the way he moaned and grunted. He started fucking me again, slowly. I could smell the delicious scent of his cum as his dick nosily fucked my sperm-filled pussy. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy and down to my asshole. By this time, my dress was bunched up around my waist and was totally a mess. I began to ease up back onto the couch in order to sit up a bit and take off my skirt.
This caused his STILL hard dick to slide out of my pussy. He smirked at me as we both looked down at his cum-covered cock as if to say "Sorry for cumming so fast." I got up and pulled him down into the couch so that he was sitting up with his flagpole in the air. His cum was dripping down my leg as a stood up. I still wanted to cum again and since he was still hard, I decided to take control. I took off my skirt and blouse. And I got into my favorite position. "Cowgirl" style. I was sitting on him, facing him and the wall. My knees were in the couch as I slowly lowered myself onto his hard and sticky dick.
