Dana and I had been seeing each other for about 18 months. We had known each other for 10 years or so prior to that as co-workers for two different employers. She was gorgeous! She was a tick taller than me, standing right around 5' 10", with wavy, shoulder length, light brown hair, beautiful green eyes, and a smile that would light up a room. One of the nicest people you'll ever meet. Even though she was in her late 30s she still has a totally rockin' bod! 38DD's that, as Bob Seger would say, stood way up firm and high, a tight little waist, and legs that stretched to the sky. Me? I stand about 5' 9", back then I weighed about 200 lbs and was in really good shape. Dark brown hair starting to show some gray in the temples, hazel eyes, a bright smile surrounded by a goatee, and a hearty laugh that was quick to come.
Our employer decided we needed the latest and greatest estimating software. This six-figure software included off-site training with on-site follow up training. Of course, Dana, our estimator, would be sent to the training. And, being her immediate supervisor, it only made sense that I be sent also. So Dana and I packed our bags and flew from our homes in cold and gloomy Indiana in the middle of winter for 4 nights and 5 days of training in warm and sunny Phoenix, Arizona. By this time Dana and I had been working much closer together than we had at our previous employer and had become quite comfortable around each other. We were actually pretty excited about this trip. Not so much because we were going to be alone together. More because, even though we knew our days were going to be filled with software training, we also knew our evenings were going to be free to explore an area neither one of us had ever been to. Better yet, on the company's dime!
That's how it all started. Two and a half days of mind-numbingly intense software training, each followed by just the two of us having dinner and drinks. This is when she informed me that she wasn't happy in her marriage and - this blew me away - that she had a crush on me at our first employer! She couldn't believe I didn't know. "Why do you think, every time you came back to visit everybody after you left, I found a reason to come into your department, silly?" As you have probably gathered by now, by that last night in Phoenix we were no longer staying in separate rooms. I wound up being in her room. You didn't have to be around Dana very long to realize she was a people pleaser. She was more worried about the people around her being pleased than herself. I always wondered if that carried over to the bedroom. Much to my delight, it did. That's when I found out she loved to fuck...she liked it a lot.
Now fast forward 18 months. Dana and I no longer worked together but were still seeing each other. By this time I was divorced but she was till with her husband. Now that we no longer worked together, we didn't see each other every day. We saw each other a couple times a week and then every other weekend, when I didn't have my son. No more getting a whiff of her sweet smell every day. No more blow jobs under the desk. No more flashing of her tits when I walked past her office. None of that. We had talked about her leaving her husband and moving in with me but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Dana came over on her usual Tuesday night. We grabbed some dinner and then headed straight to the bedroom, where we fucked like rabbits. I'm not stupid. Get laid before you have "the talk." She sensed something was up, though.
"Dana, we need to talk."
"About?"
"This. Us. I don't even know how to say it, so I'm just gonna say it. This isn't working for me. When I could see you every day, that was one thing. But now? We talked about you leaving Dave, and yet you're still with him. It just kills me knowing that you're laying with someone else every night instead of me."
"But Dave and I haven't had sex in forever! I swear!"
"No, you say that. But it kills me knowing you're in his bed and not mine."
"So what are you saying?"
"I think we've run our course. I think it's time for both of us to move on."
"Don't say that! I don't want to lose you! I can't lose you!"
"You know what to do."
"But...but...I can't leave Dave." Tears were streaming down her face now.
The conversation went on something like this for quite awhile. She finally got dressed and left the building crying, nearly inconsolable. I felt terrible. But I knew it had to be done for both of our sakes.
Wednesday and Thursday went by. Friday afternoon I got a text from Dana. "Can I come over 2nite?" My response was "R you leaving Dave?" "I can't." "Sure, come over. You've got some stuff here."
She showed up at my little one bedroom apartment a little after dinner looking totally smokin' hot. She was dressed in those Daisy Duke shorts and a crop top that I love so much. I got an instant hard on.
"I put your stuff together in the bedroom."
She placed one hand gently on my chest and the other gently on my cheek. "Please, Mark..."
"No, Dana, my mind's made up."
With that she drew me close and planted a hot, passionate kiss on my lips. I could feel her nipples poking through her top on my chest.
I broke the kiss. ""Dana..."
"I know, I know, you've made up your mind," she said with a trembling voice. She looked into my eyes. "How about one more time? Just one more time?" I felt her hand on my already hard cock.
"One more time, huh?"
"Please. One more time."
My mind raced. I had a thought. Several actually. I could feel the crooked smile crossing my face. "How about one more night?" I said, emphasizing "night".
"Night?" Her mood brightened.
"Night. You'll do exactly what I say. We do what I want for as long as I want. That's the deal."
"Anything you say?"
"That's the deal."
She planted another long, passionate kiss on my lips while her hand rubbed my crotch. My hand found it's way up her top and started pinching her nipples.
"Yes. Yes! Whatever you want, as long as you want, all night."
"Good. Come with me." I grabbed her hand and led her to the living room. I turned her back to my patio on the first floor. "Now suck my cock." Without the slightest hesitation she had my pants unzipped and was gobbling my cock like a starving woman at Thanksgiving. As hard as I was, and as horny as I was, I knew this wouldn't take too long.
Dana loved giving head. And she was good at it. One of her hands would always find it's way to her pussy. This time was no different. She had her hand stuffed down her shorts, moaning from the touch of her own hand on her clit. I pulled her top off over her head, freeing those incredible tits. My hands were on the back of her head, helping her with the rhythm. Her other hand was holding the shaft of my cock, tugging at the base.
We were both lost in the moment. Then I felt a presence. I knew the drapes to the patio were open. I looked out and could see one of my neighbors, Steve, in the darkness, just beyond the light my kitchen light was casting. He was absolutely entranced at the sight of her head bobbing up and down on my cock. What could I do at this point? I don't know how long he'd been there or just how well he could see inside. I gave a devilish grin and simply gave him the thumbs up. He smiled and gave me the thumbs up back. Apparently he could see inside fairly well. At that point I held my hand up to my lips to say "shhhhhhhh". He nodded in reply.
My breathing became heavier and her pace quickened. My grip on the back of her head tightened. "I'm...gonna...cum..." Her lips moved away and she started to furiously stroke the beast with both hands. In no time I shot a huge load all over her face and tits. Her tongue rolled around the edge of her lips, licking what she could. With one hand still on the shaft, her other hand scooped a little cum from her tits and lifted it to her mouth, sucking it dry. Then she started to rub what was left around on her tits.
"Mmmmmm, that was yummy, " she purred. "How was that?"
"That was awesome...for starters."
"Starters?!" She almost squealed.
"Remember? Whatever I say, for as long as I say."
"I remember," she said with a sly grin and a twinkle in her eye.
