It was Fri Dec 23, and the boss just dumped a pile of paper workplace on my desk to get done before our year-end in 8 twenty-four hours. I was hoping to take a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. off over the Christmas week,
but guesswork not now. As I sorted through the theme oeuvre some of it was policy stuff. I just hate indemnity paperwork, and I knew that whoreson of an agent would be gone. agent's have the sluttish jobs, they take clip off, fill your money, and cry about how hard they work. well the only good affair about this federal agent was his secretary.

She was a doll, in her speed 40 's with a 60 minutes glass material body, blonde hair, gentle brown eyes. When
she got up to take the air all oculus were on her as she just dripped in sex. Her assets were perfect
36 C white meat, slim waist, perfect ass and wooden leg, you could tell she worked out a lot to keep her
body looking that nice.

I grabbed the phone and gave the factor's office a call. I knew that she would respond, 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 put down 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 theme I need, made a couple of quick Call, and one to my married woman telling her I was running late. I locked up and headed for my hand truck.

What a poor day it was out of doors one-half rain half snow and all slop. It was slowly going and I got to the federal agent's office around 3:45. I shut the motortruck off and hoped out and went to the doorway, and it was locked up already. I knocked on the room access 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 side door. So I walk to the side door and turned the node it was locked, but I pushed on it and the door opened, whoever left last didn't secure the door latch. I stepped in position and close the door behind me tightly.

I stood there for a few second, letting my eyes 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 couple of taper lite, some music playing and all the light source in the backrest 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 fell off these papers 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 trouble. So I ask her what the trouble was. She just shook her head. So I sat there quietly for a few second, and asked again. She started to softly cry and laid 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 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 bout in her heart, she said what. I told her to place upright up, and she did. WOW she had on a Shirley Temple dress that was thigh luxuriously, and fit her just like a baseball glove, showing off all her good tone. I said what you need is a good hug, and I step forward and gave her the salutary hug that I could give. She had her arms wrapped around my neck, squeezing me back.

Here I am holding the woman of my dreams in my arms, and my thinker goes completely blank. So like a blank I let go of her, and sit back down in the chair. I keep kick my ego in the ass for not taking advantage of this opportunity that I had with her. But deficiency of experience in doing this with another womanhood other than my wife really showed.

We chatted for a few transactions, and then I had another real keen idea, and told well I guess it is time for me to go. DUH ! ! ! that was real smartness motility on my part.

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

I rubbed my hands over her back and down feather to her boldness, I could recount that she had a flip-flop on, and not much else under the clothes as it felt real smooth. She loosen her hands from my neck and looked me in the eyes, and drew her mouth up to mine and we meet in a very passionate kiss. I open my mouth a niggling bit and could experience her tongue spark in and out, what a big turn on.

As our knife continued to trip the light fantastic toe 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 dress and bra shoulder strap off, and then the other arm. Here I was holding her almost nude ( except for the thong ) and Gallic kissing her for all it was worth.

Suddenly she broke the candy kiss and looked me in the center, and said this not fair. I must have 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 leach, and she took off her thong. I just be intimate how a woman can do that so gracefully.

She pushed me into the chairman and sat on my lap. I got my foremost literal skillful fortune to see her up close naked, GOD what a land site. I can't flesh what is the subject with her husband to not take charge of a goddess like this. As we french osculate with warmth, my hand was slowly massaging her breast and play with her nipple. They was so hard I felt like I was playing with a couple of bullets. As I played with her tit and tweaked her teat, she would groan softly in my mouth. God I just could not get enough of those breast, I could flirt with them all day and night.


As I played with her nipples the bumps on her areola grew more intense. As my fingers rubbed over those bumps, I was able to read what those bumps mean in braille. It said suction here. So I started to work my way down. Softly kissing and nibbling on her neck opening, and then down to her bosom. As my tongue and lips 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 intimate second joint softly, money box I finally got to her knocked out rim. She had a nicely shave twat with a land strip just above her cunt
lips.

As I rubbed the lips, she was starting to get worked up, and I could start to feel some moisture on the sassing. I spread the lips and my fingers enter her kitty, 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 unfluctuating motion. I had one finger slowly stroking her asshole. Suddenly she grabbed my capitulum and brought me up for a hard kiss, and broke the kiss off and held me tightly, as her body start to escape from in an orgasm. next thing I knew my hired hand was wet and wide of her juices.

Finally I could not shoot it anymore. I picked her up and set her on the table. I got on my genu and spread her legs and dove right in and bulge to lick her kitty-cat. I licked in and out, up and down, and around and around, as fast as I could. Man did she taste adept, I felt like a contain attacking a bee hive and licking up all the dearest, but not getting stung. Suddenly she locked her legs around my straits, drawing me in tighter. It was getting hard to breathe, and then my side got oversupply with her juices.

She relaxed her leg and I got relinquish, she reached down grabbing my mind, 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 birth to be asked twice. I stood up spread her legs and slammed my cock into her sopping wet pussy. She was so hot that I think that my ballock were starting to boil in my sack. As I was banging away at her, she keep saying fuck me harder over and over.

Finally I said Stacey I going to cum, and she gave a existent loud groan and said cum with me now.
I buried my prick as deep as I could and let off the braggy blast that I ever did. I think that I saw some wax blow out of her ear from my orgasm. We held that position for a few moment, till finally my legs started to give way and I had to sit down.

She was laying there with her pegleg apart, and some of my cum was leaking out. What a intimation taking land site. She sat up and smiled at me, then said she had to go to the bathroom. As she walk to the bathroom, I thought what a vision of lovingness. As she walked back out, I was watching her again, man I could watch her pass around this office nude statue for the eternal rest of my living. Just watching her made my pecker was start to grow hard again .