The Christmas party took seat on a Wednesday dark in mid-December. about everybody was there with their wives, married man or significant others. I had to go alone, wearing a little cocktail frock that I would pull out of the closet and literally sprinkle off once a class as well as a pair of lacy inkiness tights.

At the party, I meandered from cluster to cluster exchanging the usual chit-chat and badmouthing our to the lowest degree favorite customer with the guy. The unmarried guys tried to come on to me, but I played the faithful ( which I was at that point ), if flirtful, wife.

'' Your husband could n't work it ? '' asked one of the married woman who was among a meld group of colleagues and their gentlewoman. Was she leery of me ?

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

I had visited the unfastened bar three, maybe four clock time and had to relieve myself for the ladies room a few minutes later.

The eating place was a historic building and the itinerary to the remainder way twisted around a twain of corners. When I emerged, one of my independent flirts from the office was just heading to the men 's room. `` Hi, Connor, '' I said.

'' Hi Pam, '' he replied, pleasantly surprised. `` You are looking grampus sexy tonight, I might say if that 's OK, '' and bent over to give me a kiss. I should suffer turned my cheek but it landed on my lips, thought just a deal. `` 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 prison term longer, and did n't perpetrate it off when his hand landed on my breast. `` Oh My, '' I said reaching for his crotch, `` skillful thing it 's too world here for this to go anywhere ! ``

'' I know, '' he sighed. After an awkward suspension, `` You know you 're my act one illusion fille. ``

'' Oh my, I 'll take in to work on that for a while, '' I managed to reply. `` And what happens in these fantasies ? ``

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

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

'' That would be interesting, `` he replied with a grinning, but the conversation ended there. Did he even know where I lived ? Yeah, their Dec 25 card that had just arrived. I 'm sure Peggy sent it. Connor went into the men 's room. I wandered back out to the political party and did n't intend much more about it.

Office parties like that end early and I was home by 10. I took three isobutylphenyl propionic acid to ward off a about certain holdover and got into my nightgown. I sat on the sofa with a methamphetamine hydrochloride of Lycopersicon esculentum juice feeling lonely.

I must take in drifted off to sleep right there, because I was jarred awake by the bell. What the heck ? What clip is it ? 12:30 ! Thank goodness I put the juice methamphetamine hydrochloride on the mesa 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 doorway chains in those twenty-four hour period. `` Connor, what are you doing here ! ? ! ? '' I asked, trying to reconstruct the earlier conversation.

'' Well, Peggy is numb. ... That was the estimate, right ? ``

'' Oh my god. I did n't really mean that ! '' But I closed the door adequate to shoot off the Chain. `` You better 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.

'' Look, Connor, I know I 'm a big tease, but you know I 'm conjoin, right. 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 hall there, .... Fantasies and such. ``

'' It 's dick, Connor. '' But I was flabbergasted. How had I let thing get to this point ? Well, let 's change the field. `` Can I get you something to drink ? A beer ? Wine ? We have some Scotch. Simon Peter 's a exclusive malt fan. ``

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

I avoided Saint Peter the Apostle 's most precious bottles and took the bottle 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 whiskey, but it 's Yamakazi, '' I offered. `` near, '' I allowed, trying not to abash him. I poured Connor 's neat and generous. I could n't palm much more after my earlier boozing, but with some pop, I took an ounce or so.

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

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

'' Why thank you, Connor. I pull out that piffling thing once a year. ``

'' I 'm sorry about the hallway. ... I 'm distressing 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 teasing. I know people get the incorrectly 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 out his hand off my nightie. I did n't stop his bridge player from wandering all over my bureau. I did n't pull back when his mitt wandered down to my belly and downcast. And the bulge in his pants was so hard when I grabbed it.

Peter had been away so long. nonentity would be intimate, right ?

I let Connor advertize my nightie between my branch. It felt so courteous, him rubbing over the slick framework. Then I felt him scrunching is finger's breadth to suck up the fabric up my ramification. `` Oh Connor. ``

I felt Connor 's cool fingers on my branch, my thighs, closer, closer. God the elctricity when he touched my pussy lips. `` Oh Connor. '' I was becoming a pause record.

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

I got on the trading floor between his leg. He had to let go of my pussy. I started to thrash his globe and his shaft, but .... ''

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

'' Yes. I 'm grim. ... It 's just ... well I wanted her to sleep, '' he added. `` She always falls asleep after. ... So do I, but ... well ... you know .... I tried to rinse it off. ``

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

'' Yep. take away up your offer. ``

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

But now I know, I did mean it. Subconsciously, I meant it. I took his rooster in my mouth, Peggy 's gustatory perception and all. Connor interrupted me foresighted enough to pull my nightdress completely off and push his drawers 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 bare nipples and reached between my legs. His good fingers pressed my pantie between my kitty brim as he licked my teat. Through the leg gap, he managed to beleaguer my gorge clitoris with his thumb at the same metre his fingers pushed up inside my vagina. God he was good.

Connor returned to finger fucking me after pulling my step-in off. His sass moved down to my belly, kissing, trouncing, down down down, and soon it was his tongue and not his pollex that was teasing my button. This caused a immense, screaming orgasm. I hoped that the people in the flat upstairs were in their bedroom and not thier living room.

'' Oh Connor, Connor. I know it 's wrong. Oh God, Connor ! ! ! ! Oh Connor, fuck me, jazz me, screw me now ! '' He climbed back up, laid me across the sofa and laid on top of me. He did n't need to open my legs as he maneuvered his putz. In a little. Teasing. In bit more. shortstop strokes. Sir Thomas 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 teat. And that 's how he came, deep into my continuing orgasms. `` Do n't stop. Do n't stop. ``

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

I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I 'd left the door spread - and held my nude sinning self. `` I 'm so meritless, '' 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 lonely 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 deal caressed my boobs. `` I like you so much, Pam. I 'm sorry if I hurt you. ``

I turned to look him, trying to pass over my face clean. `` Do n't cease. Keep doing that, '' as I put his hands back where they had been. He supported my breasts with his work force and them rubbed his laurel wreath over them. My nipple became aroused again, and so did the tone in my lower belly. `` volition you fuck me again ? One More time ? '' I begged.

I led him into my marriage bed. The covers were mostly pulled down already and I made elbow room for us. Connor and I laid following to each other on our incline, 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 tongue teased me there.

I could barely reach his hammer and played with it until he slid down further and it was out of scope. Connor kissed my belly, and down my legs to my feet. My knees parted, begging his care where I needed it well-nigh, but he began sucking my toes. Then slowly, slowly, oh god what a tease, he worked his way back up my calf and thighs and the region of my scrub that was still there. `` Oh god ! ``

Then I felt his natural language in the scissure between my thighs and my labia. He was so close down to the tender areas and I was so ready. `` Oh Connor, '' as he sucked on my pussy brim. `` Oh Connor. ``

The moan I uttered when his tongue probed between my lips must sustain been loud enough to wake the people upstairs. I could n't avail it ; my clit was on fire. He kept licking there as two fingerbreadth pushed bass inside me. `` Oh, Oh, Oh, '' as my orgasm flamed up.

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

But Connor had n't finished yet, I was for sure. `` Do you need to cum in my mouth ? '' I suggested impishly ?

'' You really are naughty ! ``

So I let him pull out and turned down in the bed. We were in 69 view when I took his bulging cock in my back talk. Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my oral cavity and my pharynx. It was n't long before I felt his knife in my dearest hole. And not much longer after that, jet after jet went into my throat and onto my spit. Was I going to blow up inside once again from his clapper. Oh my, YES ! ! ! ! !

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

I do n't remember how many more metre we got together, but none of them were as memorable as that maiden time .