The Christmas Day party took berth on a Wednesday Nox in mid-December. Most everybody was there with their wife, married man or substantial others. I had to go alone, wearing a little cocktail garb that I would pull out of the press and literally dust off once a class as well as a pair of lacy black tights.

At the company, I meandered from bunch to constellate exchanging the usual chit-chat and badmouthing our least favorite customer with the guys. The single cat tried to come on to me, but I played the congregation ( which I was at that power point ), if flirtful, wife.

'' Your husband could n't make water it ? '' asked one of the wives who was among a coalesce group of co-worker and their lady. Was she suspicious of me ?

'' Simon 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 overt bar three, maybe four times and had to excuse myself for the Lady room a few minutes later.

The eating place was a historic construction and the way to the rest period rooms twisted around a couple of recession. When I emerged, one of my main flirtation from the office was just heading to the men 's way. `` Hi, Connor, '' I said.

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

'' Are n't you the naughty boy, tonight, '' I said. But I let him buss me again, this time longer, and did n't pull it off when his hand landed on my breast. `` Oh My, '' I said reaching for his private parts, `` good matter it 's too populace here for this to go anywhere ! ``

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

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

'' fountainhead, tonight it will be dragging you into the relaxation way and locking the doorway, hehe. ''

'' Oh my ! That could get us both in trouble, '' I laughed. `` Maybe a better illusion, you could always come by after Peggy falls asleep, '' I joked. Actually I could n't believe I 'd said that. Surely he did study it as a joke. Did his eye widen ?

'' That would be interesting, `` he replied with a grinning, but the conversation ended there. Did he even know where I lived ? Yeah, their Noel poster 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 other and I was home by 10. I took three ibuprofen to ward off a go up sure katzenjammer and got into my gown. I sat on the sofa with a glass of love apple juice feeling lonely.

I must birth drifted off to catch some Z's right there, because I was jarred awake by the bell. What the heck ? What time is it ? 12:30 ! Thank goodness I put the juice glass on the table before I fell asleep. I almost took out the gun, but decided to check the peephole first. holy whatever, it was Connor !

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

'' Well, Peggy is asleep. ... That was the mind, right ? ``

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

'' flavour, Connor, I know I 'm a big minx, but you know I 'm married, decently. So are you, right ? ``

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

'' It 's Peter, Connor. '' But I was flabbergasted. How had I let things get to this pointedness ? Well, let 's change the subject. `` Can I get you something to drink ? A beer ? Wine ? We have some Scotch. prick 's a single malt fan. ``

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

I avoided prick 's almost precious bottleful and took the bobfloat 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 Scotch 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 whiskey, but it 's Yamakazi, '' I offered. `` Close, '' I allowed, trying not to obstruct him. I poured Connor 's neat and generous. I could n't cover much more after my other drinking, but with some soda, I took an oz. or so.

We sat on the sofa sipping our drinks. It dawned on me I was still in my nightgown. At least it was n't one of my filmy versions. We both sipped our drink.

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

'' Why thank you, Connor. I pull out that little affair once a yr. ``

'' I 'm drab about the hall. ... I 'm sorry 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 drab for being such a teasing. I know people get the wrong 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 deep, passionate buss. I did n't pull his hired hand off my nightdress. I did n't stop his script from wandering all over my thorax. I did n't pull back when his hand wandered down to my belly and lower. And the bulge in his bloomers was so operose when I grabbed it.

Peter had been away so long. Nobody would know, right ?

I let Connor push my night-robe between my legs. It felt so dainty, him rubbing over the silklike fabric. Then I felt him scrunching is finger to draw in the fabric up my legs. `` Oh Connor. ``

I felt Connor 's chill fingerbreadth on my peg, my thigh, closer, closer. God the elctricity when he touched my slit rim. `` Oh Connor. '' I was becoming a reveal record.

At this point, I was falling behind. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. The hump in his drawers was so big. His pecker sprang out when I pulled down the waist set. Oh yes. Oh yes. So big.

I got on the floor between his stage. He had to let go of my slit. I started to lick his orchis and his irradiation, but .... ''

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

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

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

'' Yep. Take up your offering. ``

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

But now I know, I did mean it. Subconsciously, I meant it. I took his hammer in my mouthpiece, Peggy 's taste and all. Connor interrupted me farsighted enough to pull my nightie 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 base.

Connor sucked on my now bare mamilla and reached between my peg. His expert fingers pressed my panties between my pussy lips as he licked my mamilla. Through the leg porta, he managed to bait my engorged clitoris with his thumb at the Lapplander time his fingerbreadth pushed up inside my vagina. God he was good.

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

'' Oh Connor, Connor. I know it 's wrong. Oh God, Connor ! ! ! ! Oh Connor, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now ! '' He climbed back up, laid me across the sofa and laid on top of me. He did n't demand to open my pegleg as he maneuvered his shaft. In a niggling. Teasing. In bit more. short circuit separatrix. more. Deeper. He was all the way into my cheating vagina. Oh God. `` Ohhhhhhhh. ``

He fucked me in missional. He fucked me in doggie. And I sat on him and he fucked me in cowboy with his hands squeezing my bosom. And that 's how he came, deep into my continuing climax. `` Do n't block. Do n't discontinue. ``

And when his tool did get soft and popped out, I stood up beside the sofa. Everything was running down my branch. I ran to the bathroom for a washing cloth, and suddenly started bawling.

I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I 'd lead the door open - and held my naked sinning ego. `` I 'm so good-for-nothing, '' he quietly said into my ear.

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

'' No. Not yet, '' he answered, and nuzzled into my cervix as his hands caressed my boobs. `` I like you so much, Pam. I 'm sorry if I hurt you. ``

I turned to face him, trying to wipe my grimace clean. `` Do n't quit. hold on doing that, '' as I put his deal back where they had been. He supported my breasts with his hands and them rubbed his palms over them. My pap became elicit again, and so did the feeling in my get down belly. `` testament you fuck me again ? One Thomas More time ? '' I begged.

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

I could barely contact his peter and played with it until he slid down further and it was out of orbit. Connor kissed my paunch, and down my pegleg to my pes. My knees parted, begging his aid where I needed it most, but he began sucking my toes. Then slowly, slowly, oh god what a vexer, he worked his way back up my calves and second joint and the part of my pubic hair that was still there. `` Oh god ! ``

Then I felt his glossa in the crack between my thighs and my labia. He was so close to the sensitive region and I was so cook. `` Oh Connor, '' as he sucked on my pussy back talk. `` Oh Connor. ``

The moan I uttered when his lingua probed between my lips must have been forte enough to wake up the citizenry upstairs. I could n't assist it ; my clit was on fire. He kept licking there as two digit pushed deep inside me. `` Oh, Oh, Oh, '' as my climax flamed up.

My pelvic arch were rocking up to his face 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 book his slam where I needed it, and he pushed himself back inside me. My sexual climax arrived a mo later, `` Oh OH OHHHHH. ``

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

'' You really are juicy ! ``

So I let him draw in out and turned down in the bed. We were in 69 side when I took his bulging tool in my mouth. Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my oral cavity and my pharynx. It was n't long before I felt his tongue in my lovemaking hole. And not much longer after that, jet after jet went into my throat and onto my tongue. Was I going to burst inside once again from his tongue. Oh my, YES ! ! ! ! !

We almost fell asleep after, but managed to keep off disaster. Connor rinsed himself off as best he could in the bathroom. I helped him houseclean up his typeface and gave another effort at his cock. Then he dressed and was gone.

I do n't recollect how many more clock time we got together, but none of them were as memorable as that first meter .