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I hate conducting audits. It isn't something I ever wanted as part of my job responsibilities and I'm not really sure how I ended up getting stuck with it. Spending a week in a conference room going over other people's work and making sure they followed the proper procedures and protocols is definitely far from fun. If I hadn't been assigned a co-auditor, I probably would have ended up quitting. Actually, I might still have had to quit if my co-auditor hadn't been like-minded when it came to audits. When I say like-minded, I don't just mean about how loathsome performing an audit is; I also mean that she was of the same mind about breaking up the monotony of an audit with sex. It didn't take long after the first time we were stuck in a conference room together before we'd locked the door and were fucking each other.
Jenn definitely wasn't hard on the eyes and we did enjoy each other's company even when we weren't fucking. She had a nice figure and her tits were a bit above average in size but, most importantly, she was as horny as I was. It wasn't even like we were gazing at each other across the table as we were working; we'd work hard for a while, get a lot done and earn ourselves a respite, which made the work go faster and the job easier to tolerate. Our routine didn't vary much but there were definitely some audits that were more memorable than others. One in particular that stands out was the first time she surprised me with a garter belt under her skirt.
"Ready to take a break," Jenn said, smiling at me and knowing I was always ready.
"Sure," I replied, smiling back, so she got up and closed the conference room door, quietly turning the bolt. We always requested a conference room with a lock on the door, ostensibly to retain the integrity of the audit when we stepped out. What I'm sure a lot of people didn't realize was that we used the lock a lot more when we were still in the room. Jenn came around to my side of the conference table and sat on my lap, immediately starting to kiss me as one of my hands began caressing one of her breasts through her blouse. I could feel her hard nipple so I was soon unbuttoning her blouse and slipping a hand inside. Her nipples felt as though they were ready to burst through her bra, just as my cock was feeling ready to burst from my khakis.
We always tried to dress for easy access on audit days and Jenn didn't disappoint as I located the front clasp of her bra. I popped it open, exposing her succulent titties, caressing them as we continued to make out passionately. She moaned softly as I ran my palm over her hard nipples and I knew her pussy would be overflowing with juices which I also knew I'd be lapping up momentarily. I could have fondled her tits while making out with her all day long, but I knew this wasn't the time or place for indulging myself. I brought my hand down from her tit to her thigh and, as I ran it up under her skirt, I encountered the top of her stocking. I had assumed she was wearing thigh-highs given our easy-access dress code but I felt something else before I reached her pussy. I moved my hand over and discovered the garter attached to the top of her stocking and ran my hand up, over her panties, to find the garter was coming down from a garter belt. This I had to see.
I pulled my mouth from hers and she smiled a sultry smile at me then helped as I boosted her onto the table. She leaned back as I started to slide the hem of her skirt up her legs, revealing more of her black stockings. As the garters came into view, I did not believe my cock could become any harder. I pushed the hem of her skirt up around her waist and admired the lacy garter belt and matching panties as well as the elastic garters connected to the tops of her stockings. After a moment, I started to slide her panties down and she raised her ass up off the table to assist me. Her trim, brown bush was revealed, looking as scrumptious as it always did, so I slipped her panties the rest of the way off and set them aside. Spreading her legs apart, I lowered my head toward her pussy and ran my tongue up her slit, causing her to suck in her breath.
Her pussy was practically overflowing and I wondered if any of that was anticipation of my reaction to her stockings and garters or possibly just from wearing them. Either way, I started slurping up her nectar as she leaned back farther while subtly rocking her hips. She finally just lay back completely while holding onto my head as I ate her pussy. Glancing up, I could see that her arms were squeezing her tits together so that they were peeking out of her open blouse. I focused on getting her to an orgasm so I could release my cock and slip it into her to get some relief, myself. I slipped finger into her hot, slick pussy while concentrating on licking and sucking her clit as she let a soft whimper escape. I knew it wouldn't take long for her to cum and that it wouldn't just be due to my ability when it came to eating pussy. The longer I ate her, the more pronounced the movements of her hips were becoming. I could also feel her pussy becoming even hotter and wetter than it already had been.
When she was starting to tense up, I knew that she was right on the verge of cumming. I continued what I was doing since it appeared to be doing the trick and it was just moments later when all of the tension suddenly left her body. With a gasp, she started to tremble, still holding my head in place, as if I might suddenly decide I needed to be somewhere else. I continued eating her pussy as she rode out a long and intense orgasm, raising my head only once I was certain that she'd finished cumming. I sat there for a moment longer, still admiring the garter belt and stockings as well as her trim bush as she caught her breath. Finally, I stood and started to open my pants.
With her pussy right on the edge of the table, I was able to easily guide my throbbing tool into her, causing her to moan softly again. I hooked her legs over my arms so I could pull her toward me as I thrust into her, rather than having her slide away across the tabletop. Her hot, slippery pussy felt outstanding as I started to slowly fuck her, savoring the pleasure while watching her titties bouncing with my thrusts. When she brought her hands up to caress her tits, my view was impacted but I wouldn't say that it was negatively since watching her caressing her hard nipples was equally arousing. Of course my attention would also drop down to observe my cock sliding in and out of her pussy while appreciating that her pussy was framed by the garters and garter belt. I was in my happy place without a doubt which I wouldn't have considered a possibility at one time in the same room that I was conducting an audit. Thanks to Jenn, the performance of an audit had not only become tolerable but something I actually looked forward to occasionally.
