The Yuletide party took place on a Wednesday night in mid-December. Most everybody was there with their wives, husbands or substantial others. I had to go alone, wearing a little cocktail dress that I would pull out of the water closet and literally dust off once a year as well as a couplet of lacy black tights.

At the party, I meandered from cluster to bunch up exchanging the common causerie and badmouthing our to the lowest degree favorite client with the guys. The unity guy tried to arrive on to me, but I played the faithful ( which I was at that point ), if flirtful, wife.

'' Your married man could n't make it ? '' asked one of the wives who was among a miscellaneous group of colleagues and their ma'am. Was she wary of me ?

'' Peter 's getting back from San Diego on Friday, '' I replied, `` so it 's just me this evening, '' I giggled somewhat inappropriately.

I had visited the open bar three, maybe four times and had to excuse myself for the gentlewoman room a few minutes later.

The restaurant was a historic building and the path to the quietus rooms twisted around a couple of corners. When I emerged, one of my primary vamp from the office staff was just heading to the men 's way. `` Hi, Connor, '' I said.

'' Hi Pam, '' he replied, pleasantly surprised. `` You are looking grampus sexy tonight, I might say if that 's OK, '' and bent over to give me a kiss. I should have turned my cheek but it landed on my lips, thought just a peck. `` I 've been wanting to do that for month, '' he added.

'' Are n't you the gamy boy, tonight, '' I said. But I let him kiss me again, this time longer, and did n't pull it off when his mitt landed on my breast. `` Oh My, '' I said reaching for his genital organ, `` good thing it 's too public here for this to go anywhere ! ``

'' I know, '' he sighed. After an awkward pause, `` You know you 're my number one fantasy girlfriend. ``

'' Oh my, I 'll have to process that for a while, '' I managed to answer. `` And what happens in these fantasies ? ``

'' Well, tonight it will be dragging you into the remainder elbow room and locking the door, hehe. ''

'' Oh my ! That could get us both in difficulty, '' I laughed. `` Maybe a skillful fancy, you could always come by after Peggy falls asleep, '' I joked. Actually I could n't believe I 'd said that. Surely he did subscribe it as a joke. Did his eyes broaden ?

'' That would be interest, `` he replied with a grin, but the conversation ended there. Did he even know where I lived ? Yeah, their Christmas bill that had just arrived. I 'm sure Peggy sent it. Connor went into the men 's room. I wandered back out to the party and did n't think much more about it.

Office parties like that end early and I was home by 10. I took three isobutylphenyl propionic acid to ward off a well-nigh certain hangover and got into my nightdress. I sat on the couch with a glass of Lycopersicon esculentum succus feeling lonely.

I must have got drifted off to sleep right there, because I was jarred awake by the doorbell. What the heck ? What prison term is it ? 12:30 ! Thank good I put the juice glass on the table before I fell asleep. I almost took out the gun, but decided to contain the peephole first. holy place whatever, it was Connor !

I opened to door far enough for the mountain range to be taught. We still had room access chains in those days. `` Connor, what are you doing here ! ? ! ? '' I asked, trying to reconstruct the sooner conversation.

'' fountainhead, Peggy is asleep. ... That was the idea, right ? ``

'' Oh my god. I did n't really signify that ! '' But I closed the door enough to pick out off the chain. `` You better get in here, '' I said. I could n't lead him standing out there in the apartment building hallway. Who knows who already heard him ? But I should get sent him packing. Big mistake.

'' Look, Connor, I know I 'm a big coquette, but you know I 'm conjoin, ripe. So are you, right ? ``

'' I know. But I heard you say Jerry wo n't be back til Friday. ... I thought, ... you know, ... in the hallway there, .... fantasy and such. ``

'' It 's Peter, Connor. '' But I was flabbergasted. How had I let things get to this point ? Well, let 's commute the subject. `` Can I get you something to drink ? A beer ? Wine ? We have some Scotch. St. Peter the Apostle 's a bingle malted milk fan. ``

'' Sure. I like Scotch malt whisky. ``

I avoided St. Peter 's well-nigh treasured bottles and took the cork off a bottle of Glen Fiddich. `` How to you like it ? ``

'' Neat, if you please. ``

'' Wow a connosieur. '' Should I up the ante ? `` Maybe you 'd like this Suntory ? It 's not really frustrate but I like it, too. ``

'' OK, Suntory. I 've always wanted to try their whiskey. It 's called Yakasaki, right ? ``

'' Apparently, you know something about whisky, but it 's Yamakazi, '' I offered. `` stopping point, '' I allowed, trying not to embarrass him. I poured Connor 's neat and generous. I could n't care much more after my other imbibition, but with some soda, I took an ounce or so.

We sat on the sofa sipping our drunkenness. It dawned on me I was still in my nightgown. At to the lowest degree it was n't one of my filmy adaptation. We both sipped our drinks.

'' You 're such a sexy lady. God ! Tonight ! I almost fell over when you arrived. ``

'' Why thank you, Connor. I pull out that little thing once a class. ``

'' I 'm sorry about the hallway. ... I 'm grim I came over. ... I should n't even be thinking ... I 've never ..., '' but he leaned over toward me, `` Oh Pam. ``

'' It 's OK, Connor. I 'm sorry for being such a tease. I know masses get the damage idea. .... I have n't strayed, either. '' I replied as he leaned closer. Did I want this ? `` Oh Connor, I do like you. ``

Suddenly, we were kissing inscrutable, passionate buss. I did n't pull his hand off my night-robe. I did n't stop his hand from wandering all over my chest. I did n't pull back when his hired man wandered down to my belly and lower. And the gibbosity in his pants was so heavily when I grabbed it.

Peter had been away so long. cipher would know, right ?

I let Connor push my nightie between my peg. It felt so nice, him rubbing over the silky cloth. Then I felt him scrunching is fingerbreadth to pull the cloth up my legs. `` Oh Connor. ``

I felt Connor 's coolheaded digit on my branch, my second joint, finisher, closer. God the elctricity when he touched my pussycat sassing. `` Oh Connor. '' I was becoming a broken record.

At this dot, I was falling behind. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. The excrescence in his boxers was so big. His cock sprang out when I pulled down the waist band. Oh yes. Oh yes. So big.

I got on the floor between his legs. He had to let go of my kitty. I started to lick his balls and his quill, but .... ''

'' Connor ! You fucked Penny tonight did n't you ! '' The aroma and taste of her sex was still there, faintly.

'' Yes. I 'm sorry. ... It 's just ... well I wanted her to slumber, '' he added. `` She always falls asleep after. ... So do I, but ... well ... you know .... I tried to rinse it off. ``

'' Oh my god, you put her to sleep so you could ... ''

'' Yep. conduct up your offer. ``

'' But I did n't realy mean it. ``

But now I know, I did mean it. Subconsciously, I meant it. I took his cock in my mouth, Peggy 's taste and all. Connor interrupted me long enough to pull my night-robe completely off and push his pants off. I returned to sucking him, but he stopped me before I made him cum, and he pulled me up off the floor.

Connor sucked on my now bare mammilla and reached between my legs. His expert fingerbreadth pressed my panties between my cunt sass as he licked my nipples. Through the leg opening, he managed to tease my stuff clit with his thumb at the Lapp time his fingers pushed up inside my vagina. God he was good.

Connor returned to thumb fucking me after pulling my panties off. His backtalk moved down to my belly, kissing, thrashing, down down down, and soon it was his tongue and not his thumb that was teasing my clit. This caused a huge, screaming orgasm. I hoped that the people in the apartment upstairs were in their bedroom and not thier living room.

'' Oh Connor, Connor. I know it 's legal injury. Oh God, Connor ! ! ! ! Oh Connor, fuck me, make out me, roll in the hay me now ! '' He climbed back up, laid me across the sofa and laid on top of me. He did n't ask to spread my peg as he maneuvered his shaft. In a little. Teasing. In bit more. Short diagonal. Sir Thomas More. Deeper. He was all the way into my cheating vagina. Oh God. `` Ohhhhhhhh. ``

He fucked me in missioner. He fucked me in pooch. And I sat on him and he fucked me in cowboy with his hands squeezing my tits. And that 's how he came, deep into my continuing orgasms. `` Do n't stop. Do n't stop. ``

And when his peter did get soft and popped out, I stood up beside the lounge. Everything was running down my legs. I ran to the can for a wash material, and suddenly started bawling.

I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I 'd lead the door opened - and held my nude sinning self. `` I 'm so sorry, '' he quietly said into my ear.

'' It 's OK. We 're both grownup, '' I said between sobs. `` Just, just, I never did anything ... sob ..., '' and fearful of a lonely night of guilt, `` Do n't go yet. You do n't make to go yet, do you ? ``

'' No. Not yet, '' he answered, and nuzzled into my neck as his hired hand caressed my boob. `` I like you so much, Pam. I 'm lamentable if I hurt you. ``

I turned to look him, trying to pass over my human face clean. `` Do n't stop. Keep doing that, '' as I put his bridge player back where they had been. He supported my breasts with his hands and them rubbed his palms over them. My teat became wound up again, and so did the smell in my scummy belly. `` volition you fuck me again ? One more time ? '' I begged.

I led him into my union bed. The covers were mostly pulled down already and I made room for us. Connor and I laid next to each other on our side, kissing, fondling and hugging. Everything moved slowly, lovingly. He slid down a few inches and took my tit in his back talk. `` Oh yes, '' I muttered as his tongue teased me there.

I could barely reach his cock and played with it until he slid down further and it was out of reach. Connor kissed my belly, and down my legs to my invertebrate foot. My articulatio genus parted, begging his tending where I needed it most, but he began sucking my toes. Then slowly, slowly, oh god what a vamp, he worked his way back up my calves and second joint and the voice of my bush that was still there. `` Oh god ! ``

Then I felt his knife in the fissure between my thighs and my labia. He was so close to the sensitive areas and I was so set. `` Oh Connor, '' as he sucked on my kitty sassing. `` Oh Connor. ``

The groan I uttered when his tongue probed between my lips must have been loud enough to wake the mass upstairs. I could n't help it ; my clit was on fervour. He kept licking there as two fingers pushed deep inside me. `` Oh, Oh, Oh, '' as my orgasm flamed up.

My hips were rocking up to his fount as I finally begged, `` fuck me, fuck me again. Oh Oh God. fuck me now. '' And he climbed back over me. I reached down to hold his dig where I needed it, and he pushed himself back inside me. My sexual climax arrived a minute of arc later, `` Oh OH OHHHHH. ``

But Connor had n't finished yet, I was sure. `` Do you require to cum in my mouth ? '' I suggested impishly ?

'' You really are naughty ! ``

So I let him pull out and turned down in the bed. We were in 69 attitude when I took his bulging cock in my lip. Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my mouth and my throat. It was n't long before I felt his tongue in my honey golf hole. And not much longer after that, jet after jet went into my throat and onto my tongue. Was I going to exploded inside once again from his knife. Oh my, YES ! ! ! ! !

We almost fell asleep after, but managed to forefend catastrophe. Connor rinsed himself off as best he could in the bathroom. I helped him clean up his expression and gave another elbow grease at his cock. Then he dressed and was gone.

I do n't think of how many more metre we got together, but none of them were as memorable as that first of all meter .