I met this guy working for a client in Boston. Before going any further, I must say, I am a married woman with two children. I have never been attracted to any other man, but my husband, until I met this guy. We have been sending each other messages via email regarding work. He helped me get settled with a laptop that I received from the client, the company he works for. His name was Jesse. One day the client called me and wanted me to travel to Boston for a meeting.
It was a Wednesday morning; I was in Boston, at the client office talking to one of the employees, when I saw this beautiful black man walking towards me carrying a bunch of laptops. His arms tensed and his muscles exposed from the heavy computers. I ask my co-worker for his name and he said "Jesse".
At that moment, it was as if the sky opened and lightning stroked down and hit me. I was motionless and speechless as if my soul escaped my body and floating in space. With butterflies in my stomach, I said hi to him. He looked up at me and I can see the Rolodex flipping in his head wondering who I was. I told him my name and he came over to shake my hand. He had a firm manly hand. My hand felt so small in his. He spoke softly with an Island accent from the Caribbean, but clear enough to hear him. I could feel I was getting wet just from his voice and presence. He excused himself and went back to work. I continued chatting with my co-worker and glancing over every once in a while, to look at Jesse's sexy chocolate body.
I could feel the wetness in my panties, so I excused myself and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I arrived in the bathroom, to my surprise, there was no one in there. All the stall doors were open. I walked all the way back to the last stall, closed and locked the door behind me. I unbutton my pants and pulled my thong down and sat on the toilet. I rolled some toilet paper in my hand and went to dry myself off, Jesse appeared in front of me with his pants down and his hard cock in his hand inches away from my face. I dropped the paper in the toilet and stuck my finger in my already wet pussy. I started rubbing my clit slowly with the palm of my hand with my finger inside of me. Jesse grabbed the back of my head and shoved his black cock in my mouth. Then he picked me up, turned me around and bent me over the bowl. Just as he was about to stick his black cock inside of me, I heard voices entering the bathroom, and I snapped back to reality. When I came back I noticed my left hand was under my shirt and bra fondling on my breast. And my right hand still between my legs with, not one but, two fingers inside my dripping wet pussy. I pulled them out and licked them dry. I dried my pussy with some toilet paper, pulled my thong and pants back up, washed my hands and left the bathroom.
I arrived at my meeting just as it was about to begin. Throughout the whole meeting, I couldn't stop thinking about Jesse. All I could think of was him reaping my clothes off and fucking me right here on the table in front of everyone. After the meeting, I couldn't connect to the internet so he came over to help me. He looks so handsome. I wanted to ride his cock. I wondered how big that chocolate cock would be sliding inside of my tight wet pussy. My pussy was craving for him. I wanted him inside me.
I left work and went back to the hotel. Once I got to my room, I took my pants off and went to the bathroom, stick my hand inside my panties and start rubbing my clit thinking of Jesse. I picture him down on his knees licking and sucking my clit and tasting my juice. Once I was done, I wipe myself off and went to bed. Before falling asleep I called my husband and spoke with my children.
