It was Friday December 23, and the boss just dumped a pile of newspaper study on my desk to get done before our year-end in 8 days. I was hoping to carry a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. off over the Christmas week,
but guess not now. As I sorted through the theme employment some of it was insurance stuff. I just hate insurance paperwork, and I knew that asshole of an agent would be gone. broker's have the loose jobs, they take time off, hold your money, and cry about how intemperate they work. Well the only good matter about this agent was his secretary.

She was a doll, in her amphetamine 40 's with a hour glass figure, blond 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, slim down waistline, everlasting ass and branch, you could tell she worked out a lot to keep her
body looking that nice.

I grabbed the phone and gave the agent's spot a call. I knew that she would do, and she did. I asked her if Rusty was in, knowing just what her reception would be. She said no he was gone till Wednesday, that figure the bastard 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 government agency around 3:30 or so. We said our honest byes and I hung up. I grabbed what papers I need, made a couple of quick vociferation, and one to my married woman telling her I was running late. I locked up and headed for my hand truck.

What a miserable day it was outside half rain half snowfall and all slop. It was slow going and I got to the agent's agency around 3:45. I shut the truck off and hoped out and went to the door, and it was locked up already. I knocked on the door about a 100 times, and no answer. I grabbed my cellular phone phone and call, but got just the transcription 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 quad by the slope door. So I walk to the position door and turned the knob it was locked, but I pushed on it and the door opened, whoever left finis didn't secure the latch. I stepped in side and close the doorway behind me tightly.

I stood there for a few s, 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 mesa with a duad of wax light lite, some euphony playing and all the lights in the cover 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 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 job was. She just shook her head. So I sat there quietly for a few instant, and asked again. She started to softly cry and set her story out.

It seem that she and her hubby 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 glad 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 oculus, she said what. I told her to stand up up, and she did. WOW she had on a black garb that was thigh high, and fit her just like a boxing glove, showing off all her right qualities. I said what you need is a good hug, and I step forward and gave her the best hug that I could impart. She had her arms wrapped around my neck opening, squeezing me back.

Here I am holding the woman of my dreams in my limb, and my mind goes completely clean. So like a silent person I let go of her, and sit back down in the professorship. I keep kick my ego in the ass for not taking advantage of this chance that I had with her. But lack of experience in doing this with another woman other than my wife really showed.

We chatted for a few transactions, and then I had another tangible great musical theme, and told well I guess it is time for me to go. DUH ! ! ! that was real smart movement on my part.

She kind of look 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 crownwork and tossed on the flooring, and she flowed right over into my arms for a hug.

I rubbed my work force over her rear and down to her cheek, I could tell that she had a lash on, and not practically else under the dress as it felt real smooth. She loosen her hands from my cervix and looked me in the eyes, and drew her back talk up to mine and we meet in a very passionate osculation. I open my mouth a lilliputian bit and could experience her tongue flicker in and out, what a big tour on.

As our tongues 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 dress and bra strap off, and then the former arm. Here I was holding her almost naked ( except for the thong ) and Gallic kissing her for all it was worth.

Suddenly she broke the buss and looked me in the eyes, and said this not just. I must birth 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 strip, and she took off her thong. I just love how a adult female can do that so gracefully.

She pushed me into the chair and sat on my lap. I got my first real adept luck to see her up close naked, GOD what a land site. I can't public figure what is the matter with her married man to not take care of a goddess like this. As we french kiss with rage, my hand was slowly massaging her tit and play with her nipple. They was so knockout I felt like I was playing with a couple of bullets. As I played with her breast and tweaked her teat, she would moan softly in my mouth. God I just could not get enough of those breast, I could recreate with them all day and night.


As I played with her nipples the extrusion on her ring of color grew more intense. As my fingers rubbed over those excrescence, I was capable to read what those bumps mean value in braille. It said suction 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 rim worked her nipple over, I moved my mitt down to her stage. She parted them just like Moses did to the red sea, and I started to stroke her inner thighs softly, till I finally got to her kayoed sass. She had a nicely shave slit with a land strip just above her kitty
lips.

As I rubbed the brim, she was starting to get worked up, and I could start to feel some moisture on the lip. I spread the mouth and my fingers enter her pussy, and she was soaking wet. I started out slowly, and worked the speed up faster, then slowed back down. I move finger up to her clit, and rubbed that in a stabilise motion. I had one finger's breadth slowly stroking her asshole. Suddenly she grabbed my mind and brought me up for a unvoiced kiss, and broke the candy kiss off and held me tightly, as her body start to didder in an orgasm. Next affair I knew my bridge player was wet and full of her juices.

Finally I could not take it anymore. I picked her up and set her on the table. I got on my knees and spread her legs and dove right in and protrude to lick her pussy. 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 bear attacking a bee hive and licking up all the honey, but not getting stung. Suddenly she locked her branch 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 leg and I got free, she reached down grabbing my head, looking to my heart, she said put it in me now. Well I may not be the sharpest stable gear in the box, but I did not have to be asked twice. I stood up paste her ramification and slammed my cock 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 fuck me toilsome over and over.

Finally I said Stacey I going to cum, and she gave a real loud moan and said cum with me now.
I buried my cock as deeply as I could and let off the biggest good time that I ever did. I think that I saw some wax blow out of her auricle from my coming. We held that position for a few minute of arc, till finally my stage started to present way and I had to sit down.

She was laying there with her legs apart, and some of my cum was leaking out. What a breath taking situation. She sat up and smiled at me, then said she had to go to the can. As she walk to the bathroom, I thought what a vision of affectionateness. As she walked back out, I was watching her again, man I could watch her walk around this office nude for the eternal sleep of my life story. Just watching her made my cock was start to produce hard again .