There Is Something About Sarah

I didn't really want to go to the divisional management team night out, but I dragged myself along. I was not anticipating a night to remember, but I did want to experience the city's new comedy club that transforms itself into a nightclub at the witching hour.

Any works' night out always has the potential to throw up some unexpected surprises. As the alcohol flows, hidden personalities can surface and work tensions can manifest themselves in a new atmosphere. Tonight was no different.

Around twenty of us started the evening; at closing time only 4 remained.

I found myself as the last male standing at the end of a night, which 8 hours ago I didn't really fancy. Laughter, music and dancing are always an intoxicating combination. Jennifer was the only other attendee that I really knew. We had worked together for around 5 years and she was fun and good company, especially on previous work social events.

Jennifer, Sarah, Anna and myself hit the cold night air as the hunt for a city taxi began. As soon as we left the building Jennifer announced she needed to use the ladies room one last time. Anna volunteered to escort her back to the club to seek relief.

The plan was for the 3 girls to head back to Jennifer's house en masse and sleep over there. Cars and clothes had all been left there earlier.Jennifer lived west of the city. They were to drop me off as my apartment was 'on route'. As the others answered nature's call Sarah and I sought shelter in a recess of a cinema fire door .

Sarah was in her late 30's, the same as myself. We were acquainted, but didn't really know each other very well. I knew she was married with a kid. She knew I lived in the city. I don't think she had been in a city centre nightclub for many years. I was single and enjoyed the city nightlife and all of its adventures on a regular basis.

A straight talking manager that most people respected professionally, other than speaking on joint projects, I had never really paid much attention to Sarah. Her dark hair and dark eyes were perfect partners. She was slim, around 5 foot 6, and at work, she 'like a manager'. This April night she wore a silky, patterned blouse and a long ankle length skirt and a light jacket. Not the type of clothes that would usually grab my attention. She looked like many of the office workers enjoying a rare night in the city. She was in her comfort zone partying and relaxing with colleagues.

Sarah was from out of town and asked about getting a taxi at this hour. "Will we get home ok?." she asked.

"Getting a taxi could be a challenge, but we'll get there," I replied.

As we stood in the doorway, we shuffled on our feet to stay warm. I couldn't help but pay more attention to her features as we spoke. She was striking. Her piercing dark eyes, soft looking lips, and a slender, but curvy, figure became more conspicuous and alluring the longer we spoke. We edged closer as we waited and disparaged the others for taking so long.

"I might just go and get a hotel room" she said, nodding towards a well lit destination across the street. I found that an odd comment to make. I was unsure if was going to leave me in this doorway, or if it was an offer to join her?

"They will be here soon, let's give them a few minutes" I countered.

Within seconds I regretted that response. Sarah's demeanour, smile and aura were becoming more and more attractive as the minutes passed.

She seemed to be standing much closer to me now. Perhaps it was the alcohol playing with my mind? Whatever it was, her ass looked magnificent in the street light as her curves revealed themselves behind her long dark skirt. Maybe she was offering a chance to get 'more familiar' in this hotel? Or maybe she just wanted to get some sleep and to navigate her own journey home in the morning without any drama?

On cue, Jennifer and Anna returned explaining that despite some lengthy persuasion the security would not let them re-enter the club to use the facilities. Jennifer was ready to burst.

We all quickly headed downtown to find a taxi and a night chariot home. The queue was as expected, long and noisy but remarkably quick. We soon made it to the front and jumped into our taxi. For the whole 2 miles Jennifer gave us a running commentary on how desperate she was to use the toilet. As the taxi pulled up at my building I offered Jennifer the chance to use my facilities.

"Yesss please", she shrieked.

As I bid my farewells, Jennifer was already in the foyer making moves towards the relief that lay 4 flights of stairs away.

"I need the toilet too, can I pop in?" Sarah piped up.

"Of course. Please excuse the mess, I'm a single man, remember."

Anna was left to keep the taxi driver company with the meter running. We climbed the stairs to my apartment with Jennifer almost crying.

As soon as I had the door open Jennifer rushed past and followed my directions into 'the small boys room'. Sarah had a quick scan of the lounge as she waited her turn. A few minutes later a much more relaxed Jennifer strode into the lounge like a woman who had just won a raffle. Sarah took her turn as Jennifer and I discussed how much we had enjoyed the night. Jennifer made her way outside the front door of the flat, keen to get back to Anna in the taxi. We said our goodbyes with a colleague's hug.

Sarah was soon with us, smiling and looking equally relaxed. As we hugged out our own goodbyes she pulled me close for a goodnight kiss.

"Thanks for looking after me" she whispered seductively. To my surprise, and my delight, this was no peck on the lips. Sarah pulled me in tight and our lips pursed together longer than expected. Her arms draped around my neck pulling me even closer. Our lips danced slowly on each other's mouths. The slow dance sped up as our lips melted together.

The softest and gentlest lips I had ever tasted were drawing me in as the kiss got bolder and braver. I was mesmerised. An unexpected kiss from heaven gripped my attention and I had little intention of stopping.

Sarah's lips made me feel connected. Her kiss was hypnotic. We stood, entangled, just inside the open front door. This kiss drew me in further. Soft, sensual and bursting with sexiness. I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop. I didn't stop.

The moment was shattered as a high pitched shriek pierced the silence.

"Sarah! Sarah! Sarah, what are you doing?" I had totally forgotten all about Jennifer.

Jennifer was in shock witnessing two work colleagues getting unexpectedly heavy right in front of her eyes. "Sarah, let's go!" she commanded. "Sarah, come on. Sarah !" Jennifer shrilled.

I sensed Sarah was as disappointed in the interruption as I was. Jennifer shouting from the landing was ruining an unexpected moment we were both enjoying with gusto.

I had to take control, if only for the sake of my hearing. And also for the stirring I was feeling inside. This felt right.

I broke off from this wonderful kiss and in a seamless swipe closed the door on Jennifer. My left arm slammed the heavy door shut, as my right arm still snaked around Sarah's waist pulling her closer.

There was no doubt, neither Sarah nor I were ready to stop here. From inside we could hear Jennifer's continued shouts descending the stairs. Shouts of "Sarah, Sarah!" getting further away as she made her way back to the taxi. What would my neighbours think at this hour?

I stared into Sarah's dark brown eyes and was met with a knowing glint. We smiled at each other and restarted our kiss, both making doubly sure we were both of a similar mind. It was evident, we both wanted to continue, badly!

I led us to the window as we peered into the dark to see if we could see the taxi disappear into the night. All of a sudden we were alone. No more shrieks, no more shouts. Just the two of us working out what had happened and what happens next.

I took Sarah's jacket, hung it with mine; offered her a drink and a seat on the couch. She declined the drink and pulled me by the hand onto the couch beside her. We laughed at what had just happened to poor Jennifer; stranded outside and the door closed in her face.

Jennifer wasn't in either of our thoughts for too long, there was 'a moment' to continue. I couldn't wait to restart another kiss. Sarah was the sexiest kisser I had engaged with for a long time. Slowly and deeply our lips enjoyed each others'.

I pushed Sarah into the cushions on the couch as our encounter continued. Running my fingers through her hair I continued to explore her lips and neck with my mouth. My hand dropped to her breasts, gliding back and forth across her silky blouse. I couldn't get enough of this woman. Her tits were both soft and firm. I rolled her braless nipple across every inch on my palm. Exquisit.

I unfastened the buttons on her shirt to expose her absolutely fabulous tits. I explored Sarah's bare flesh with my hand, again rolling her nipple across my eager palm. I couldn't get enough. Smooth, plump and inviting.They were magnificent. Not too big, not too small.

"They're not very big" she stated, a touch defensively.

"They are perfect. Exactly what I like. A perfect handful." I declared as I circled her nipple with my tongue and sucked it gently between my teeth. Firm and al dente. "And a perfect mouthful".

I couldn't help but wonder if Sarah had removed her bra in my toilet as her tits did not look 'free' earlier in the evening. There was indeed something about Sarah.

I wondered if the earlier nod towards the hotel was 'a hook' I had missed? Did she really need to use my toilet, or was that an excuse to get inside and make sure I did not miss the next signal? Yes, there was very much, something about Sarah.

We kissed and fondled each other for a few minutes more. We laughed again at poor Jennifer and the door, mocking her shouts.

"That was a very masterful move," Sarah declared.

"Just doing what came naturally", I replied. "Did I do the right thing?"

"You sure did", she gasped as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me close for another magnificent kiss.

Kissing is my weakness. I love kissing. In particular the first few kisses of any encounter, and especially the early kisses with a new partner. Exploring how we taste, and how we smell and feel. Listening to each other's breathing, I felt myself getting more and more excited. I wanted this unexpected adventure to continue long into this eventful night.

We caressed with our lips, we probed with our tongues. Sensuous, deep kisses, speeding up and slowing down with a partner who responded and matched every move. Like ballroom dancers we worked in perfect harmony, as though we had done this together many times before. I was in heaven.

I got to my feet as Sarah sat back on the couch, her open blouse exposing her fantastic tits. Her hair tousled after being stroked and tugged during our kisses. I was done with the couch.

"Get up!' I said. "Stand Up. This couch was not built for two."

Sarah got to her feet, pulling the buttons of the blouse together to cover her modesty. I stood tall beside her and scooped her up in my arms. One arm under her knees and one behind her shoulders. Sarah gasped and slung her arms around my neck as I bounced her to ensure I had a good firm grasp. "Let me show you more of this flat" I continued as I carried her to the bedroom like an expectant bride.

Sarah let out an excited yelp as I threw her on the bed. She grabbed her open blouse again and laughed,

"Very masterful indeed."

We removed our clothes quickly as the excitement sparked. In a flash we were naked.

Sarah was magnificent. I'd never imagined what was under her clothes, but if I had, this is what I'd have hoped for. This was a meeting of like minded individuals. Minded to make the most of this night together and wherever it lead.

I lay on the double bed expecting Sarah to lay down beside my six foot frame. She had other plans. She lay on the bed and swung round and straight away took my cock in her mouth. Getting familiar with my dick as it hardened under her attention she swung round again and straddled my face with her gorgeous ass.

Without hesitation I grabbed her waist with both hands, pulled her cheeks towards me and forced my head towards her pussy. My tongue had been treated earlier, but this was next level. I could feel Sarah's mouth working on my cock as her hands rubbed my balls as I explored her soaking mound from behind.

My nose was filled with the glorious aroma of Sarah's sweet pussy. My taste buds tingled with the taste of this sexy woman, as I explored her slit from underneath. If I was going to give this a number, it would have been higher than sixty-nine.

My hands massaged and kneaded Sarah's ass as she teased and enjoyed my hardening manhood. I probed with my tongue pulling Sarah's ass closer to me. I kissed her wet lips and tongued her depths, just as I had kissed her mouth. I pulled her closer to me to insert my tongue as far as I could, darting in and out as my fingers probed and rubbed. I just wanted to explore my unexpected surprise.

We gasped, we moaned. I felt fingernails run down my thighs as my dick was sucked and licked like never before. I felt her fingers under my balls and my cock just kept filling, getting harder and harder.

Sarah dismounted my face and swung round again onto the middle of the bed releasing my throbbing dick. We lay together kissing deeply, I grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth as close to mine as possible.

I felt her breathing speed up to reflect our kisses. My palm again ran over her nipples, from my wrist to my fingers I rolled that hardening button firmly across my hands. As the street lights lit the bedroom I could make out her wonderful curves. Sarah's magnificent tits swelled and heaved as we gasped. Laying on our side we became interlaced. My fingers firmly grasped the back of Sarah's thigh and I roughly pulled her knee up to my waist, exposing her loins to my hands.

I ran my fingers along the back of her leg, smooth and sleek from her knee to her gorgeous, shapely ass. Our lips danced as I plunged my fingers into her soaking pussy. One digit, then two. An audible intake of breath signalled that I had hit the right spot. I worked them in and out; slowly at first, getting faster and firmer as the kissing continued. My fingers curled along the front wall as I sought her G Spot. Sarah moaned in approval as I softly bit her neck and shoulders. She pulled my hair and ran her fingers around my shoulders pulling me close and biting me gently in return.

We were in tune. Sarah was wet and welcoming. With fingers working between her lips I manoeuvred my other hand to grab the back of Sarah's head. I caught a handful of her dark hair and pulled her head back, arching her spine tenderly, moving her face away from mine. Our eyes met as my fingers reached top speed. Sarah gasped, we stared at each other intensely. I couldn't get enough.

My dick was throbbing and I needed to get inside her. I rolled Sarah onto her front, as it was my turn to straddle her. I stretched out her arms, palms down on the bed in front of her, like a diver breaking a wave. I pulled both her wrists together and gripped them together, tightly as one. She grabbed the bed frame with her outstretched hands as I lay on top. My chest grinding gently on her shoulders and back.

My hard dick was solid and was grinding between Sarah's cheeks, separating her cheeks like a hot dog between a bun. Sarah facing into the pillow allowed me to nuzzle the nape of her neck which still wore a strong hint of her perfume. Kissing and playfully biting like an insatiable animal in a feeding frenzy, my hands worked overtime kneading her shoulders and tugged gently at the dark hair on the back of her head with my flared fingers.

I moved my dick to her pussy and slowly found the entrance. Sarah moved her beautiful peach and opened her legs just enough to help. With my legs astride hers I slowly pushed my engorged dick into her. Her wetness engulfed me as I eased in gently.

Backwards and forwards slowly reaching deeper with each tiny thrust, building up speed and depth as I leveraged myself on the mattress. I soon had a rhythm that we both enjoyed. The feeling of my balls against her ass was mind blowing.

Sarah pushed her ass back to meet my thrusts and each was met with a gush of pleasure. I was deep when I grabbed her hair and twisted her head to one side, moving my face close I whispered in her ear as I thrust once more with force,

" Can you feel me inside you?"

" Ye, Yes...... I can feel you," Sarah struggled to get the words out. Her breaths were short, released between my thrusts and tangled with a guttural groan. It didn't sound like a complaint.

My dick was rock hard, well greased and moving well. I didn't want to stop. I wasn't going to stop.

I thrust harder and faster and she responded in kind. I grunted as I thrust my hips driving deeply inside her. I was reaching a flow state. My entire body tingled as I drove into Sarah's mound. She moaned in pleasure with each push. Then she tensed and her body spasmed. Our synchronicity was palpable as we melted together.

Although unspoken we both seemed to understand this encounter may well have been on borrowed time. Few words were spoken, actions were more important. My dick was super sensitive and I wasn't ready to stop. Despite the fact it was really late and we had been partying since early evening, there was no semblance of slowing down.

I rolled over onto my back and Sarah followed my lead. She took my signal to straddle me again. This time my view was more appealing. Her tits swayed to our rhythm, I was delighted to get both a great look and a firm grip of them. I was able to knead and rub them as Sarah rocked atop of my loins, grinding her mound and clit against my eager hips. I jammed her nipples between my fingers and felt them stiffen

More kissing ensued. We were transfixed with few words spoken, partly due to the disbelief that our 'sensible' night out was ending in this crazy fashion. As my hands reached back to her ass I roughly pulled and pushed her ass cheeks. Running the tips of my fingers everywhere within reach. I had to encounter or touch every part of her body.

I pushed myself back into the pillows as I watched Sarah impale herself onto my shaft. She stared at me intensely as she sat upright finding the right angle and position to enjoy this ride. She knew what she was doing and was beautiful to watch. A smooth gyration and she was engaged.

Sarah was working me with her pussy and I felt her surround me as my dick reached peak sensitivity. Our hips were in a rhythmic dance as she drove me deeper and deeper. We moved as the passion built faster and faster. The sound of Sarah's breathing was intoxicating as we melted into each other once again.

In perfect harmony I thrust upwards up as she pushed down. I wanted to be even further inside.

"Can you feel my balls banging against you?"

"Yes, yes I can," as she sat up. Leaning back, she returned the question "Now, can you feel my fingers rubbing them?'as her fingernails danced across my tightening sack juggling with my jewels. Heaven.

Her hand lowered further as she explored just below my balls. Expertly she sought out the muscle just underneath my scrotum and massaged firmly for a few seconds rubbing with two fingers. My eyes spun in my head like the reels of a one arm bandit. I was on a blissful path of no return.

My upwards thrusts just got stronger as I knew I was building. I pulled Sarah towards me by the forearms as our grinding intensified. Our eyes locked as this dance reached its peak.

Our grunts got louder as we worked in harmony. Sarah pushed down with each gyration to engulf as much of me as possible. I forced my shoulders down into the mattress to help me leverage my hips and push my expectant cock upwards. We were close.