It was Friday December 23, and the party boss just dumped a quite a little of paper work on my desk to get done before our year-end in 8 days. I was hoping to contract a few Clarence Day off over the Christmas Day week,
but guess not now. As I sorted through the composition work some of it was insurance stuff. I just hate indemnity paperwork, and I knew that prick of an agent would be gone. Agent's have the gentle line, they take time off, use up your money, and cry about how hard they work. Well the only good thing about this agent was his secretary.

She was a doll, in her upper 40 's with a hour glass public figure, blonde hair, soft brown eyes. When
she got up to walk all eyes were on her as she just dripped in sex. Her assets were perfect
36 C breast, slenderize waist, perfect tense ass and pegleg, you could secern she worked out a lot to keep her
consistency looking that nice.

I grabbed the headphone and gave the agent's situation a cry. I knew that she would answer, and she did. I asked her if Rusty was in, knowing just what her response would be. She said no he was gone till Wednesday, that figure the asshole never worked. I told her that I had some papers to drop off and how long would she be there. She said she was leaving around 4:00. I looked at my watch it was 3:00, and told her that I would be leaving shortly and should be at her office around 3:30 or so. We said our good byes and I hung up. I grabbed what report I need, made a couple of quick calls, and one to my wife telling her I was running late. I locked up and headed for my truck.

What a pitiable day it was out of doors one-half rainfall half snow and all swill. It was slow going and I got to the agentive role's office around 3:45. I shut the hand truck off and hoped out and went to the door, and it was locked up already. I knocked on the doorway about a 100 times, and no solution. I grabbed my electric cell phone and birdsong, but got just the recording Tell that the post was closed, and the times it was to be opened. I just hate them fucking machines.

I had noticed when I pulled up that her car was still in her parking infinite by the side door. So I walk to the side door and turned the boss it was locked, but I pushed on it and the doorway opened, whoever left cobbler's last didn't secure the latch. I stepped in side and shut down the threshold behind me tightly.

I stood there for a few seconds, letting my middle get adjusted to the darkness. I walked forward through the hallway, and stopped at the end and listened. It sounded like somebody was sobbing or crying softly. I stepped into the room and saw Stacey sitting at a banquet table with a brace of candles lite, some music playing and all the lights in the game off.

I said Stacey are you ok. She jumped up asking who was there. I said it was me Thom, you remember I call you telling you that I was on my way over to throw off these newspaper publisher to Rusty.
She said O O yea sorry I forgot. I took the paper and threw them on Rusty's desk, and went back and sat down next to Stacey.

She was sipping on a ice of wine trying to unwind, I could see that she was upset. So I ask her what the trouble was. She just shook her headway. So I sat there quietly for a few proceedings, and asked again. She started to softly cry and repose her story out.

It seem that she and her husband were not getting along very well, and she has not heard from her son in over 6 calendar month. She and her daughter-in-law never did see eye to eye, and that caused some problems. She said that this is not going to be a very happy Christmas for me.

I listen to all that she had to say, and told her I knew just what she needed. As she dried the tears in her eyes, she said what. I told her to abide up, and she did. WOW she had on a dark attire that was thigh high, and fit her just like a glove, showing off all her good caliber. I said what you need is a good hug, and I step forward and gave her the best hug that I could give. She had her implements of war wrapped around my neck, squeezing me back.

Here I am holding the woman of my dreams in my arms, and my mind goes completely blank. So like a dummy I let go of her, and sit back down in the chairwoman. I keep kick my self in the ass for not taking vantage of this opportunity that I had with her. But want of experience in doing this with another woman other than my wife really showed.

We chatted for a few minutes, and then I had another real great idea, and told well I guess it is metre for me to go. DUH ! ! ! that was real sassy motion on my part.

She kind of look down and then back at me and then asked, could I have another hug. BINGO the lightness clicked on, and I though here is my one fortune don't blow it. I stood up and took off my crown and tossed on the floor, and she flowed right over into my weapon for a hug.

I rubbed my handwriting over her back and down to her cheeks, I could assure that she had a thong on, and not much else under the dress as it felt real smooth. She loosen her hands from my neck opening and looked me in the middle, and drew her brim up to mine and we meet in a very passionate buss. I open my mouth a slight bit and could finger her clapper flicker in and out, what a big turn on.

As our tongues continued to trip the light fantastic toe together, I unhooked her dress and slowly affect the zipper down. When I meet no electric resistance doing that I moved up and unhooked her bra. She move one arm off me and I slipped her dress and bra strap off, and then the other arm. Here I was holding her almost naked ( except for the thong ) and french kissing her for all it was worth.

Suddenly she broke the osculation and looked me in the centre, and said this not mediocre. I must have got feeling at her blankly, because she said that I was fully clothed and she was all most naked. We remedy this quickly as she helped me denudate, and she took off her thong. I just love how a char can do that so gracefully.

She pushed me into the chair and sat on my lap. I got my first literal good prospect to see her up close raw, GOD what a site. I can't human body what is the issue with her married man to not involve fear of a goddess like this. As we french kiss with passion, my hand was slowly massaging her breast and play with her teat. They was so hard I felt like I was playing with a couple of slug. As I played with her breast and tweaked her nipples, she would moan softly in my lip. God I just could not get enough of those breast, I could play with them all day and night.


As I played with her nipples the bumps on her areola grew Thomas More intense. As my fingers rubbed over those bumps, I was able to read what those happen mean value in braille. It said suck here. So I started to work my way down. Softly kissing and nibbling on her neck, and then down to her breast. As my clapper and lips worked her mamilla over, I moved my paw down to her legs. She parted them just like Moses did to the red sea, and I started to stroke her inner second joint softly, till I finally got to her outer lips. She had a nicely shaven pussy with a land strip just above her pussy
lips.

As I rubbed the lips, she was starting to get worked up, and I could start to finger some moisture on the lips. I spread the brim and my digit enter her pussy, and she was soaking wet. I started out slowly, and worked the upper up faster, then slowed back down. I move finger up to her clit, and rubbed that in a steady motion. I had one digit slowly stroking her cocksucker. Suddenly she grabbed my head and brought me up for a hard kiss, and broke the kiss off and held me tightly, as her body outset to shake in an orgasm. succeeding matter I knew my bridge player was wet and full of her juices.

Finally I could not drive it anymore. I picked her up and set her on the mesa. I got on my knees and spread her branch and dove rightfulness in and start to work out her pussycat. I licked in and out, up and down, and around and around, as fast as I could. Man did she taste good, I felt like a turn out attacking a bee hive and licking up all the honey, but not getting stung. Suddenly she locked her pegleg around my head, drawing me in tighter. It was getting hard to breathe, and then my look got flooded with her juices.

She relaxed her branch and I got free, she reached down grabbing my caput, looking to my center, she said put it in me now. Well I may not be the sharpest shroud in the box, but I did not get to be asked twice. I stood up cattle ranch her legs and slammed my stopcock into her sopping wet pussy. She was so hot that I think that my nuts were starting to boil in my sack. As I was banging away at her, she keep saying screw me arduous over and over.

Finally I said Stacey I going to cum, and she gave a real loud groan and said cum with me now.
I buried my cock as deep as I could and let off the cock-a-hoop blast that I ever did. I think that I saw some wax blow out of her ears from my orgasm. We held that status for a few minutes, till finally my legs started to throw way and I had to sit down.

She was laying there with her ramification apart, and some of my cum was leaking out. What a breathing place taking site. She sat up and smiled at me, then said she had to go to the lav. As she walk to the lavatory, I thought what a vision of lovingness. As she walked back out, I was watching her again, man I could watch her paseo around this post nude for the rest of my life story. Just watching her made my cock was start to grow hard again .