It was Friday December 23, and the boss just dumped a sight of theme work on my desk to get done before our year-end in 8 days. I was hoping to hold a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. off over the Christmas week,
but guess not now. As I sorted through the report body of work some of it was policy material. I just hate insurance paperwork, and I knew that son of a bitch of an agent would be gone. Agent's have the soft occupation, they take time off, take your money, and cry about how hard they work. swell the only good matter about this agentive role was his secretary.

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

I grabbed the earphone and gave the agent's situation a call. 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 boulder clay Wed, that figure the arse never worked. I told her that I had some paper 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 practiced byes and I hung up. I grabbed what papers I need, made a couple of ready calls, and one to my wife telling her I was running late. I locked up and headed for my truck.

What a scummy day it was outside half rain half bamboozle and all slop. It was slow going and I got to the agent's office around 3:45. I shut the truck off and hoped out and went to the doorway, and it was locked up already. I knocked on the door about a 100 times, and no answer. I grabbed my cell phone and call, but got just the recording tell that the office 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 space by the incline doorway. So I walk to the side door and turned the knob it was locked, but I pushed on it and the threshold opened, whoever left last didn't secure the latch. I stepped in position and close the room access behind me tightly.

I stood there for a few seconds, letting my heart get adjusted to the darkness. I walked forward through the hallway, and stopped at the end and listened. It sounded like someone was sobbing or crying softly. I stepped into the room and saw Stacey sitting at a banquet table with a mates of candle lite, some music acting and all the lights in the back up 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 drop off off these document to Rusty.
She said O O yea sorry I forgot. I took the papers and threw them on Rusty's desk, and went back and sat down next to Stacey.

She was sipping on a glass of wine trying to unwind, I could see that she was upset. So I ask her what the problem was. She just shook her head. So I sat there quietly for a few hour, and asked again. She started to softly cry and set her story out.

It seem that she and her married man were not getting along very well, and she has not heard from her son in over 6 months. 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 well-chosen 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 support up, and she did. WOW she had on a black dress that was thigh gamey, and fit her just like a glove, showing off all her dependable qualities. 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 arms wrapped around my neck, squeezing me back.

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

We chatted for a few minutes, and then I had another rattling capital thought, and told well I guess it is time for me to go. DUH ! ! ! that was real smart move on my part.

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

I rubbed my workforce over her book binding and John L. H. Down to her cheeks, I could tell that she had a thong on, and not much else under the dress as it felt real smooth. She loosen her hired man from my neck and looked me in the eyes, and drew her lip up to mine and we meet in a very passionate kiss. I open my mouth a little bit and could feel her glossa flicker in and out, what a big turn on.

As our clapper continued to dance together, I unhooked her dress and slowly move the zipper down. When I meet no resistance doing that I moved up and unhooked her bra. She move one arm off me and I slipped her attire and bra shoulder strap off, and then the other arm. Here I was holding her almost nude ( except for the flip-flop ) and french kissing her for all it was worth.

Suddenly she broke the kiss and looked me in the center, and said this not fair. I must have look 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 despoil, and she took off her thong. I just love how a fair sex can do that so gracefully.

She pushed me into the chair and sat on my lap. I got my first actual good chance to see her up close naked, GOD what a site. I can't figure what is the matter with her hubby to not hire upkeep of a goddess like this. As we french kiss with Passion of Christ, my hand was slowly massaging her breast and playing period with her mamilla. They was so hard I felt like I was playing with a couple of hummer. As I played with her breast and tweaked her nipples, she would moan softly in my back talk. God I just could not get enough of those breast, I could toy with them all day and night.


As I played with her nipples the bulge on her areola grew more vivid. As my fingers rubbed over those excrescence, I was able to register what those bumps mean 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 tongue and lip worked her nipple over, I moved my hand down to her leg. She parted them just like Moses did to the red sea, and I started to stroke her inner thighs softly, money box I finally got to her outer mouth. She had a nicely shaven pussy with a land funnies just above her kitty-cat
lips.

As I rubbed the lips, she was starting to get worked up, and I could bulge out to feel some moisture on the lips. I spread the back talk and my fingerbreadth enter her pussy, and she was soaking wet. I started out slowly, and worked the f number up faster, then slowed back down. I move finger up to her clit, and rubbed that in a steady motion. I had one fingerbreadth slowly stroking her asshole. Suddenly she grabbed my head and brought me up for a grueling kiss, and broke the buss off and held me tightly, as her body start to shake in an orgasm. side by side thing I knew my hand was wet and full of her juices.

Finally I could not have it anymore. I picked her up and set her on the table. I got on my human knee and spread her legs and dove right field in and start up to work her twat. I licked in and out, up and down, and around and around, as fast as I could. Man did she taste serious, I felt like a bear attacking a bee beehive and licking up all the dearest, but not getting stung. Suddenly she locked her legs around my head, drawing me in tighter. It was getting hard to breathe, and then my face got flooded with her juices.

She relaxed her peg and I got unloosen, she reached down grabbing my head, looking to my eyes, she said put it in me now. Well I may not be the sharpest tack in the box, but I did not have to be asked twice. I stood up bedspread her peg and slammed my cock into her sopping wet pussycat. She was so hot that I think that my nuts were starting to moil in my sack. As I was banging away at her, she keep saying get laid me severely over and over.

Finally I said Stacey I going to cum, and she gave a real gaudy moan and said cum with me now.
I buried my cock as deep as I could and let off the grownup blast that I ever did. I think that I saw some wax blow out of her ears from my coming. We held that stead for a few minutes, till finally my peg started to give way and I had to sit down.

She was laying there with her leg apart, and some of my cum was leaking out. What a intimation taking site. She sat up and smiled at me, then said she had to go to the toilet. As she walk to the privy, I thought what a visual sensation of warmth. As she walked back out, I was watching her again, man I could watch her walk around this post nude for the rest of my life. Just watching her made my cock was start to produce hard again .