For the context please see my other Two Colleagues Get Hand On stories.
It had been some years since Maria had last seen Harry. To Maria, he looked a little thicker in the waist than he had 15 years ago. But the broad shoulders and solid pectoral muscles were still there. She wondered if he still had it where it really counted.
God knows she was heavier now and her breasts, which up to her early mid-thirties had always stood up so proud, now sat a little lower at almost fifty. Her long dark hair showed a few traces of grey. But, and more important, she still loved great sex.
Rocco had remained her on again, off again lover for some years. The opinionated, cocky man that he was, with an adequate penis, bought her satisfaction. But here and now, Maria was feeling lustful because as she looked at Harry, things that had happened many years ago came flooding back to her. She clearly recalled how wonderfully they had made love.
She had run into Harry in the heart of the city. It had been many years since they last crossed paths, but they instantly fell into their comfortable rapport. Maria didn't want come across too needy. She felt herself quickly getting turned on in his presence, she made an excuse to leave hoping he'd be sharp enough to catch on. Harry, eyeing her up and noting her voluptuous figure, took the bait and was quick to suggest they swap numbers. He agreed to get in touch with her again. At home Maria pulled out her favourite vibe and was soon cumming as she imagined riding Harry's cock.
Some weeks later he sent her an SMS asking to meet at the Hyatt Hotel at 5pm for a drink. Maria agreed.
On the afternoon in question, Harry sent another SMS saying his meeting would run over but that he had arranged a spare key for her with the lobby reception, to help herself to anything and he'd see her by 6:30 and that he'd make it up to her.
Oh yes he would Maria replied with a smiley emoji. Her pussy tingled with anticipation. Yes he would pay. He would pay with his body.
She stripped and stepped into a warm shower. She took care to shave her legs and trim her pussy, then with great urgency, took care of the throbbing between her legs. Leaning back against the shower wall she pulled her aching nipples as she fingered herself to a rapid but satisfying orgasm.
She slipped into an elegant black evening dress. Admiring her full form in the mirror the neckline plunged to show just enough of her ample cleavage yet remain ladylike and the black stilettos highlighted her toned legs, she was soon on her way to the Hyatt. After a quick chat with reception, she opened the door to Harry's suite and let herself in.
His message said he was about fifteen minutes away. Maria threw open the wide windows and the afternoon sun streamed. She looked out from the fifteenth floor over the city and a smile came over her face. As she surveyed the nearby office towers she confidently slipped her dress off and removed her black brassiere.
Anyone looking across to her window would have seen a confident, well-proportioned woman with large breasts and tousled long hair looking out wearing only panties. The same person would have quickly noted her bulbous size 14 ass spilling from a thong as she walked away and removed everything from the dining table in the room.
Her phone beeped. Harry's message announced he was a block away and that he'd see her soon. Maria hadn't responded so Harry had no idea she was in his room.
Her pussy was tingling as she recalled the last time they had enjoyed each others bodies when they were in their late twenties or so. Maria moved back to the window and pushed her thong aside with a probing finger. She was dripping wet. Her clit had peaked above her engorged lips. She needed a cock and there was only cock she wanted at that minute. Wistfully she pulled her finger away and moved to the nearby sofa where she took a sip of water.
Maria the heard lock on the door. Harry, clearly in a rush, stormed in. He was wearing a grey suit with a white short and blue tie that had been loosened. Noting the wide open curtains he quickly looked around large suite. Then he saw her. Naked apart from her thong, she was sitting in the chair with her legs crossed. Harry was quick to note the way her hair fell over her shoulders trailing down to her large tits. Her eyebrows suggestively raised as she ran her tongue over her lips with a smile.
He stopped in his tracks as his eyes drank her in. His face broke into a devilish half-smile and he moved slowly towards her. He gave her a gentle kiss on her lips and stared into her eyes.
"Some things never change," he laughed, "give me two minutes."
Maria said nothing as he walked to the bathroom throwing his tie on the floor and kicking off his shoes. The shower started running. Maria stood, sliding her hands up over her breasts, the nipples hard with desire, and had to stop herself from walking into join him. She had other ideas.
Soon the water stopped.
Maria lay on her back on the table. Her hair spayed around her shoulders, her
eyes closed. Her body was lit by the orange afternoon sun as it dropped off into the early evening. Her lips were turned up ever so slightly in a faint smile. It was a smile of unabashed self indulgence. Harry stepped naked into the room and watched her.
Maria's eyes opened and she saw his cock quickly becoming fully hard. It swept up as he looked on. Who could blame him she thought. Her legs were spread wide and she was freely masturbating. She still wore the black high heels. The rest of her body was gloriously naked.
With the grace of a panther Harry came over to her. He looked down with lust in his eyes, his cock bobbed as he flexed his kegels. Still saying nothing, Maria reached for it with her free hand. It felt warm and hard as it lurched under her touch. She closed her eyes and gently let her fingers explore Harry's cock as his breathing got a little sharper. The shaft was long and thick, she felt the veins bulging at the sides. Slowly her fingers slid further up. She loved a cut cock and Harry's head was bulbous at the glans and tapered to a rounded apex. Running her thumb over the tip she soon had it slick with his pre-cum.
As Maria fingered herself, she remembered the first time she had touched it all those years ago. Glorious then, and glorious now. Her memory had not betrayed her. Slowly she dragged her manicured red nails down the sensitive underside of his cock making him groan before she cupped his balls. They felt heavy and filled the palm of her small hand. She slid her finger delicately up his shaft and thought he seemed a little over 6 inches long. And oh boy she thought, there was a nice thickness to it. Her thumb again circled the wet cock head and she brought the thumb to her mouth to taste his sweet precum.
Maria smiled to herself as she resumed gently jerking him off.
How many nights had she gotten off thinking about those few days and nights at a conference all those years ago when she had first seen Harry's cock. How he wanked off for her. How she had later tied him to a chair and rode him, how she fucked him outdoors and then watched him spray his hot seed all over het tits as she had rubbed herself to yet another orgasm.
She slowly extracted her wet fingers from her pussy. Holding them up to Harry who eagerly sucked them.
"Just stick it in me already," she commanded squeezing his cock.
Harry took his hard cock in hand and rubbed it over her peaky clitoris. She moaned in delight. He pushed his cock down to her waiting lips and inched teasingly, achingly slowly into her. He paused when only the wide head of his cock had entered her and looked her in the eyes. Without blinking they held each others stare. She squeezed her muscles around him. Her breathing came tense through her half open mouth. Her green eyes shining. Harry held out as long as he could, but she was too much and his need to fill her too great. He slowly pushed on, deliciously stretching her until she felt totally full.
She smiled up at Harry and without saying a word her fingers went back to work on her clit as he began to slowly move with her in sacred rhythm. He looked down at her body. Her tits were splayed wide and bounced gently as their bodies fused and broke with each thrust. She was lightly sweating and he could see the beads on her forehead and top lip as she panted
