The Christmas party took place on a Wednesday night in mid-December. most everybody was there with their wife, married man or substantial others. I had to go alone, wearing a little cocktail attire that I would rend out of the closet and literally dot off once a yr as well as a pair of lacy black tights.

At the political party, I meandered from cluster to clump exchanging the usual chit-chat and badmouthing our least darling client with the Guy. The one guys tried to come in on to me, but I played the faithful ( which I was at that spot ), if flirtful, wife.

'' Your husband could n't make it ? '' asked one of the wives who was among a commingle grouping of colleagues and their noblewoman. Was she fishy of me ?

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

I had visited the give bar three, maybe four times and had to rationalize myself for the ladies room a few hour later.

The restaurant was a historic building and the course to the balance rooms twisted around a mates of street corner. When I emerged, one of my independent flirting from the office was just heading to the men 's room. `` 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 turn over me a osculation. I should have turned my brass but it landed on my brim, thought just a peck. `` I 've been wanting to do that for months, '' he added.

'' Are n't you the naughty boy, tonight, '' I said. But I let him kiss me again, this time farseeing, and did n't pull it off when his hired man landed on my bosom. `` Oh My, '' I said reaching for his crotch, `` in force affair it 's too world here for this to go anywhere ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' That would be interesting, `` he replied with a smile, but the conversation ended there. Did he even know where I lived ? Yeah, their Christmas card 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 staff parties like that end early and I was home by 10. I took three Advil to ward off a near certain hangover and got into my night-robe. I sat on the sofa with a glass of tomato juice feeling lonely.

I must have drifted off to slumber right there, because I was jarred awake by the doorbell. What the heck ? What time is it ? 12:30 ! Thank goodness I put the juice deoxyephedrine on the table before I fell asleep. I almost took out the gun, but decided to check the peephole first. sanctum whatever, it was Connor !

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

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

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

'' tone, Connor, I know I 'm a big coquette, but you know I 'm married, right. So are you, right ? ``

'' I know. But I heard you say Hun wo n't be back til Friday. ... I thought, ... you know, ... in the hall there, .... Fantasies and such. ``

'' It 's dick, Connor. '' But I was flabbergasted. How had I let affair get to this power point ? Well, let 's change the subject. `` Can I get you something to drink ? A beer ? Wine ? We have some Scotch. prick 's a single malted milk fan. ``

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

I avoided Peter 's most precious nursing bottle 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 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 whisky, but it 's Yamakazi, '' I offered. `` close up, '' I allowed, trying not to embarrass him. I poured Connor 's neat and generous. I could n't cover much more after my earlier crapulence, but with some soda water, I took an troy ounce or so.

We sat on the sofa sipping our deglutition. It dawned on me I was still in my nightie. At to the lowest degree it was n't one of my diaphanous variant. 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 yr. ``

'' I 'm sorry about the hallway. ... 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 sorry for being such a tease. I know people get the wrong melodic theme. .... 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 osculation. I did n't pull out his script off my nightie. I did n't stop his deal from wandering all over my bureau. I did n't force back when his hand wandered down to my belly and lower. And the bulge in his knickers was so hard when I grabbed it.

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

I let Connor push my nightie between my legs. It felt so nice, him rubbing over the satiny fabric. Then I felt him scrunching is finger's breadth to reap the cloth up my legs. `` Oh Connor. ``

I felt Connor 's chill fingerbreadth on my legs, my thighs, closer, closer. God the elctricity when he touched my pussy lip. `` Oh Connor. '' I was becoming a broken record.

At this point, I was falling behind. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. The bulge in his drawers was so big. His cock sprang out when I pulled down the shank band. Oh yes. Oh yes. So big.

I got on the floor between his legs. He had to let go of my pussy. I started to work out his balls and his beam of light, but .... ''

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

'' Yes. I 'm no-count. ... It 's just ... well I wanted her to slumber, '' he added. `` She always falls deceased after. ... So do I, but ... well ... you know .... I tried to wash it off. ``

'' Oh my god, you put her to catch some Z's so you could ... ''

'' Yep. Take 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 hammer in my oral fissure, Peggy 's taste sensation and all. Connor interrupted me farsighted enough to pull my nightie completely off and push his knickers 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 simple nipples and reached between my legs. His expert fingers pressed my panties between my purulent brim as he licked my nipples. Through the leg opening, he managed to tease my engorged clit with his thumb at the Saame fourth dimension his finger pushed up inside my vagina. God he was good.

Connor returned to finger fucking me after pulling my scanty off. His mouth moved down to my belly, kissing, beating, down down down, and soon it was his tongue and not his quarter round that was teasing my clit. This caused a huge, screaming sexual climax. 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 damage. Oh God, Connor ! ! ! ! Oh Connor, fuck me, fuck me, make love me now ! '' He climbed back up, laid me across the sofa and laid on top of me. He did n't require to open my legs as he maneuvered his shaft. In a little. Teasing. In bit more. shortstop separatrix. More. Deeper. He was all the way into my cheating vagina. Oh God. `` Ohhhhhhhh. ``

He fucked me in missionary. He fucked me in doggie. 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 climax. `` Do n't end. Do n't arrest. ``

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

I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I 'd left the door open - 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 lone night of guilt, `` Do n't go yet. You do n't have to go yet, do you ? ``

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

I turned to face him, trying to pass over my brass clean. `` Do n't stop. restrain doing that, '' as I put his hands back where they had been. He supported my breasts with his paw and them rubbed his decoration over them. My nipples became aroused again, and so did the feeling in my lower belly. `` testament you fuck me again ? One Sir Thomas More clip ? '' 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 next to each other on our sides, kissing, fondling and hugging. Everything moved slowly, lovingly. He slid down a few inches and took my teat in his mouth. `` Oh yes, '' I muttered as his tongue teased me there.

I could barely arrive at his hammer and played with it until he slid down further and it was out of range. Connor kissed my abdomen, and down my legs to my foot. My knee joint parted, begging his attention where I needed it most, but he began sucking my toes. Then slowly, slowly, oh god what a tease, he worked his way back up my calves and thighs and the part of my bush that was still there. `` Oh god ! ``

Then I felt his tongue in the shot between my second joint and my labia. He was so snug to the spiritualist areas and I was so set up. `` Oh Connor, '' as he sucked on my kitty lips. `` Oh Connor. ``

The groan I uttered when his tongue probed between my rim must take in been loud enough to ignite the people upstairs. I could n't facilitate it ; my clit was on firing. He kept licking there as two finger pushed deep inside me. `` Oh, Oh, Oh, '' as my coming flamed up.

My hips were rocking up to his brass as I finally begged, `` Fuck me, fuck me again. Oh Oh God. roll in the hay me now. '' And he climbed back over me. I reached down to retain his shaft where I needed it, and he pushed himself back inside me. My climax arrived a minute later, `` Oh OH OHHHHH. ``

But Connor had n't finished yet, I was surely. `` Do you want to cum in my oral fissure ? '' 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 mouth. Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my back talk and my throat. It was n't farseeing before I felt his clapper in my sexual love 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 tongue. Oh my, YES ! ! ! ! !

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

I do n't commemorate how many Thomas More meter we got together, but none of them were as memorable as that first time .