The Secretary ( Merry Christmas ) ( 0 )


Blowjob, Cheating, Mature
It was Friday December 23, and the boss just dumped a pile of paper body of work on my desk to get done before our year-end in 8 days. I was hoping to take a few days off over the Yule workweek,
but guess not now. As I sorted through the paper workplace some of it was insurance stuff. I just detest insurance policy paperwork, and I knew that asshole of an broker would be gone. factor's have the easiest chore, they take prison term off, take on 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 speed 40 's with a hr glass figure, blond haircloth, soft brown eyes. When
she got up to take the air all middle were on her as she just dripped in sex. Her assets were staring
36 C breast, lose weight waistline, perfect ass and legs, you could tell she worked out a lot to hold on her
body looking that nice.

I grabbed the sound and gave the broker's office a call. I knew that she would suffice, and she did. I asked her if Rusty was in, knowing just what her response would be. She said no he was gone money box 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 lookout man 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 adios and I hung up. I grabbed what paper I need, made a couple of agile yell, and one to my wife telling her I was running late. I locked up and headed for my truck.

What a miserable day it was outside half rain half snow and all swill. It was tedious going and I got to the agent's place 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 metre, and no answer. I grabbed my cell phone and call, but got just the recording Tell that the billet was closed, and the clock time it was to be opened. I just detest them fucking machines.

I had noticed when I pulled up that her car was still in her parking distance by the side of meat door. So I walk to the side threshold and turned the knob it was locked, but I pushed on it and the doorway opened, whoever left live on didn't secure the latch. I stepped in English and close the door behind me tightly.

I stood there for a few seconds, letting my eyes get adjusted to the darkness. I walked forward through the hall, and stopped at the end and listened. It sounded like person was sobbing or crying softly. I stepped into the room and saw Stacey sitting at a banquet table with a span of cd lite, some medicine playing and all the lights in the back 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 ice of wine-colored trying to unwind, I could see that she was upset. So I ask her what the problem was. She just shook her forefront. So I sat there quietly for a few instant, and asked again. She started to softly cry and laid her narrative 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 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 heart, she said what. I told her to digest up, and she did. WOW she had on a black clothes that was second joint gamey, and fit her just like a baseball mitt, showing off all her good qualities. I said what you need is a good hug, and I step forward and gave her the better hug that I could leave. She had her arms wrapped around my cervix, squeezing me back.

Here I am holding the woman of my dreams in my arms, and my mind goes completely blank. So like a booby I let go of her, and sit back down in the chair. 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 woman early than my married woman really showed.

We chatted for a few minutes, and then I had another real not bad melodic theme, and told well I guess it is time for me to go. DUH ! ! ! that was real overbold move on my part.

She sort of aspect 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 chance don't blow it. I stood up and took off my cap and tossed on the floor, and she flowed right over into my arms for a hug.

I rubbed my manus over her cover and down to her cheek, I could evidence that she had a thong on, and not very much else under the dress as it felt very smooth. She loosen her work force from my neck and looked me in the oculus, and drew her lip up to mine and we meet in a very passionate kiss. I open my mouth a petty bit and could feel her tongue flutter in and out, what a big bit 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 apparel and bra strap off, and then the other arm. Here I was holding her almost nude ( except for the thong ) and French kissing her for all it was worth.

Suddenly she broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes, and said this not fairish. I must have look at her blankly, because she said that I was fully clothed and she was all most defenseless. We remedy this quickly as she helped me divest, and she took off her thong. I just love how a adult female can do that so gracefully.

She pushed me into the electric chair and sat on my lap. I got my first material honorable chance to see her up near naked, GOD what a site. I can't pattern what is the issue with her husband to not submit care of a goddess like this. As we french kiss with passion, my hired man was slowly massaging her boob and play with her teat. They was so hard I felt like I was playing with a couple of bullets. As I played with her breast and tweaked her mammilla, she would moan softly in my back talk. God I just could not get enough of those breast, I could work with them all day and night.


As I played with her nipples the protuberance on her areola grew more vivid. As my fingers rubbed over those protuberance, I was able-bodied to read 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 white meat. As my tongue and backtalk worked her nipple over, I moved my hand down to her legs. She parted them just like Anna Mary Robertson Moses did to the red sea, and I started to stroke her interior thighs softly, till I finally got to her prohibited lip. She had a nicely shaven pussy with a land strip just above her pussy
lips.

As I rubbed the rim, she was starting to get worked up, and I could startle to sense some moisture on the lips. I spread the back talk 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 truelove motion. I had one finger's breadth slowly stroking her asshole. Suddenly she grabbed my head and brought me up for a voiceless kiss, and broke the buss off and held me tightly, as her soundbox start to shake in an orgasm. Next thing I knew my paw was wet and entire of her juices.

Finally I could not take it anymore. I picked her up and set her on the board. I got on my articulatio genus and spread her ramification and dive right hand in and set off to lick her slit. I licked in and out, up and down, and around and around, as fast as I could. Man did she taste goodness, I felt like a accept attacking a bee hive and licking up all the dear, but not getting stung. Suddenly she locked her stage around my point, drawing me in tighter. It was getting hard to emit, and then my boldness got flooded with her juices.

She relaxed her legs and I got free, she reached down grabbing my top dog, 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 spread her legs and slammed my cock into her sopping wet puss. She was so hot that I think that my nuts were starting to moil in my release. As I was banging away at her, she keep saying bang me harder 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 prick as inscrutable as I could and let off the adult bang that I ever did. I think that I saw some wax blow out of her ears from my orgasm. We held that billet for a few minutes, till finally my stage started to give 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 intimation taking site. She sat up and smiled at me, then said she had to go to the privy. As she walk to the john, 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 bureau nude for the rest of my life-time. Just watching her made my stopcock was start to grow hard again .
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