It was only a few days after my recent trip to Florida and I was having trouble thinking about anything else. Images of Amber's naked body had become commonplace players in my mind over the last six months, but now I also had the image of her not only sucking and fucking two utter strangers on a beach but the memory that she had come to enjoy it with a pure animalistic pleasure. The desire to call Amber and arrange a meeting was constantly burning in the back of my brain, but she was still married, and I reminded myself that I had to respect the limitations inherent in our situation.
My job was such that I was able to work when I saw fit, but the work still had to be done and piled up in my absence. I now had quite a backlog to attend to, and was staying late in the office, well after everyone else had gone for the day. I was getting very little done by this point, though. I realized I was now too tired to resist the insistent memories of Amber's wild beach performance enough to get any work done.
As I shut off my computer monitor, I heard the unmistakable sounds of the janitorial service in the outer office. I smiled to myself a little then when I caught myself wondering which cleaning woman was out there. I was truly incorrigible, I told myself, but that didn't stop me from getting up from my desk, crossing the office and opening the door to check.
I found myself greeted by the spectacle of a nice, tight butt thrust into the air not five feet in front of me. As I admired the view, and took the time to imagine the long legs, each with some nicely decorative tattoos, that I knew were concealed under the woman's sweatpants, I was aware of the fact that the light in my office had been clearly visible through the frosted glass of my door. I knew a staged presentation when I saw one. I said nothing as the woman finished changing my secretary's garbage, and waited until she stood up, shook out her long black hair with the red highlights and turned to look at me over her shoulder.
"Hi, Helen," I smiled. "How've you been?" I was leaning against the door frame with my arms crossed.
"Good," she answered with a smile. "Did you have fun in Florida?"
"Of course," I nodded. "Did you have fun while I was away?"
"Oh, I usually find a way to have fun," she winked. Her suggestive smile was putting my already revved-up libido into overdrive. She was a willowy young woman. Her slender frame made her look taller than she was, which was a few inches shorter than me.
"Now, that I believe," I said. She was all flesh, bone, muscle and tattoos, and attitude. Well, at least she had that attitude as soon as she and I were alone in the same room. This, unfortunately, had never happened for more than a few moments of idle banter as I was leaving for the night after a day such as this had been. Still, we'd exchanged names and enough flirtatious banter to establish a very nice playful chemistry.
She made a show of continuing to do her job. I knew that the company she worked for normally sent two workers (usually Helen and a much more demure Latina woman named Christina) to clean the offices in our six storey building, and that each of them took a floor at a time. I made no effort whatsoever to pretend that I was doing anything but watching Helen. I was trying to think of something clever to say when she asked, "You're going to stay a while tonight?"
"Well, I'd hate to be in your way," I smirked.
She stopped and looked me directly in the eye and said, "I might like you in my way."
"Likewise," I nodded.
She started to go back to work and then stopped, looking back at me with a cocked eyebrow and a mischievous smile, "Are you just going to stand there and watch me?"
"I was seriously considering it."
"You're not going to get much work done that way."
"I can live with that."
"Well, did you consider my feelings about it?" she laughed. "I might feel guilty about distracting you."
I laughed, "I doubt that very much!"
She thought about it for a couple of seconds and then said, "Well, maybe I should clean your office first, then."
I was way past working out the logic behind this idea and just nodded and stepped back out of the doorway. Later I would remember that she didn't bother to bring any cleaning equipment, not even a dusting cloth, but for now I simply turned and took a few steps back toward my desk. I stopped as I heard her close my office door behind her. Turning around, I saw her standing there smiling at me. She reached down, crossing her arms, and took hold of her T-shirt's hem and lifting it up, peeling her shirt off in one fluid motion. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her firm, small breasts were capped off with tiny erect, reddish brown nipples.
I let my gaze admire her naked skin as she kicked off her sneakers and then moved toward me. There was a very brief moment when she was standing in front of me looking up at me with a playful glimmer in her gray eyes. I moved my hands up to hold her waist as she reached up and grabbed my head in both hands. She pulled my face down to hers and kissed me violently. Her tongue thrust into my mouth aggressively while she pushed me back toward my desk.
My hands held on to her muscular sides as I returned her avid kiss in kind. I moved one hand up to take some of her dark mane in my fist and held her mouth to mine as securely as she was holding my head. She then moved her left hand to hold the back of my head while the right dropped down to grab for the now very hard item in my pants. I responded by reaching up to squeeze one of her delectable tits in my hand.
After several wonderfully long minutes of this, she shoved back away from me, gave me a wickedly sexy grin, and then dropped to her knees in front of me. In what must have been record time, Helen had my pants undone and shoved down, my naked cock in her hands. She looked up at me as she began to kiss and stroke it. She wasted little time in preliminaries, though, and was soon taking the entire length into her mouth and down her throat, sucking on it voraciously. Her enthusiasm encouraging me, I held her head gently but firmly in both hands and soon it wasn't at all clear who was setting the pace as my cock fucked her mouth and she sucked me with abandon.
