Did you ever have a friend who had a wife or girlfriend who you worked with? Well here's a story that covered a period of about a year that I call "The sexist woman I ever met".
I worked with a guy who was a good friend. He had a sister that just got married and began to work in the same office as I did. The six of us would go out together on the weekends about 3 or 4 times a month, my friend and his wife, me and my wife and this lady and her husband.
We all lived fairly close to each other and during the gas problem years ago when there were long lines to get fuel, and for pure economy (we were both very under paid), we decided to ride together along with one other guy from work. I would drive one week and she the other than the third person the following week. We met at the third person's house when he drove since he lived closer to the city. When I drove I would pick her up and when she drove she would pick me up, then we would pick the third person up and drive to work.
I never felt that D (I call her that to protect the individuals in this true story) was a real sexy lady. At lease she never showed off or dressed sexy. In face she looked about average with her very conservative clothing and hairstyle. She wore very little makeup and no perfume. We would ride together pick up the other guy and drive to work talking about most anything and everything. Things that were in the news or in our lives stuff like that. Once we dropped off the third person at his house, we had a 20-minute drive and we talked more.
Many times, I would kid her about her very hard restricted catholic up bring and her "Victorian ways" that she was trained in ever since she was a small child. I even laughed about her and her husband having sex. Missionary style only and only in the dark only once a week on Saturday night, maybe. I bet her that's all she ever did. She would tell me I was wrong and blush as we kidded. I would also say: "But! You have to watch the quiet ones they are killers in the dark!" We would both laugh!
Then one day after dropping off the other guy, I was teasing her about her Victorian ways again, when she surprised me and took hold of my hand. She told me I wouldn't believe how much sex she and her husband have in any given week. She began to spill her guts to me. She told me he was the first guy to have her, and that she was a virgin when they got married. But, it didn't happen until the day after the day they got married. He got drunk the day of their wedding and couldn't do it when they got to the hotel. In fact he fell asleep!! He had passed out while she changed into her new white baby doll out fit she had purchased especially for that night! She told me she was really pissed since she had waited all her life to get screwed. She really wanted to know how it would be, how it would feel, and to have a real orgasm from lovemaking rather than masturbating. She told me she had jerked him off and he had rubbed her pussy on the outside of her shorts or slacks until she climaxed. But they had never gone any further for the 3 years they dated.
As she talked, she was still hold my hand and looking me directly in the eye as we chatted. She told me she always wants it now, but her husband only did it 3 or 4 times a week with her taking the aggressive role. I actually began to get hard thinking about a woman who wanted no needed, sex as much as any guy I knew did and she had to almost beg her husband to fuck her!
To my surprise, I started to spill my guts to her. I told her I am that way too! I had to beg for it once or twice a week at the most, and then only if I was the aggressor with my wife. As I talked she rubbed my hand and looked down seeing my bulge rising in my slacks! She looked back up into my eyes and sighed deeply.
Then, she kissed my hand and with her tongue licked it! I was fucking shocked again! She told me she was not Victorian and she would prove it one day to me. She smiled as she began to drive again towards my house. I touched her face and hair and she held my hand to her face. She then moved it to her shoulder and then moved it across to her breast and she held it there as she sighed and turned to look at me again! When she didn't move my hand, I did and covered her breast completely as I cupped her breast gently. When I began to squeeze and rub it on the outside of her blouse, I felt her nipple began to grow under my palm and I heard her moan! She told me: "Oh don't start something we can't finish Bud. Oh that feels so nice! Your hand is so gently!"
As we drove on, we got to the street before the one I lived on, and I asked her to turn down and stop. She did and I pulled her to me. She opened her mouth and took my tongue into her mouth and sucked hard it as she squeezed her body tightly to me. Her arms went around my neck and I could feel her breathing becoming louder and faster in my ear as we held each other. My hand kept moving around on her breast from one to the other then. I cupped both of them. I heard her moan for sure this time! And then she sighed loudly and said: "Oh yes! Oh yes! Squeeze them! Pull on my nipples. Oh yes, that's it!! Nice! Mummm!! I love that! Oh Bud! Mummmm!
God she was nice!!! Much nicer than I would have ever believed! Her breasts were much bigger than they looked! They were full and round and had nice hard nipples! They were always hidden by the clothes she came to work in or in the bra that held them tight against her body, I guess. We sucked each other's tongue for few minutes and then I felt her hand searching my thigh and locating my hard cock, which was straining to get out of my slacks. She moaned again when she ran her hand up and down the length of it. She wrapped her small fingers around it as best she could, since it was still inside my slacks, and shoved her tongue deep into my mouth moaning again and again! She shifted and lifted up a little so I could get her skirt up a little. She opened her legs further as she felt my hand on her lower thigh. I reached between her legs and felt her heat off her pussy from 2 feet away.
D opened her legs wider for me immediately when she felt my hand moving up the inside of her thighs! When I touched her pussy, I swear to god, I could have bet she almost got off from her pumping and moaning and thrusting her body immediately on my hand. From that little touching we gave each other she was panting like she was in heat! It was only a few minutes and she was humping her pussy on my hand and leg as she moved her thigh over mine!
My hand stayed up between her thighs and she gladly kept her legs wide open for me. Her skirt was ½ way up her thighs and she kept telling me: "Oh yes! Touch my pussy! Rub it! Oh yes!! Mummm! Oh Bud! Oh Bud! I'm so hot! Oh rub it faster!"
She had on panty hose that day and I could still feel her heat and then her wetness as it leaked into her panties and then the cloth patch of her panty hose. When my hand stroked her softness between those wide-open legs, I could feel her pussy pulsating against my hand I rubbed it.