The Christmastide party took piazza on a Wednesday night in mid-December. Most everybody was there with their wives, husbands or significant others. I had to go alone, wearing a little cocktail dress that I would rive out of the closet and literally disperse off once a year as well as a span of lacy bootleg tights.

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

'' Your husband could n't give it ? '' asked one of the married woman who was among a mixed group of colleagues and their ladies. Was she suspect of me ?

'' Simon 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 open bar three, maybe four clock time and had to pardon myself for the ladies room a few hour later.

The restaurant was a historical construction and the path to the rest suite twisted around a brace of box. When I emerged, one of my main 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 orca sexy tonight, I might say if that 's OK, '' and bent over to open me a kiss. I should have turned my buttock but it landed on my rim, 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 buss me again, this time longer, and did n't pull it off when his hand landed on my boob. `` Oh My, '' I said reaching for his crotch, `` good thing it 's too populace here for this to go anywhere ! ``

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

'' Oh my, I 'll have to action that for a spell, '' I managed to reply. `` And what happens in these fantasy ? ``

'' fountainhead, tonight it will be dragging you into the rest way and locking the room access, hehe. ''

'' Oh my ! That could get us both in difficulty, '' I laughed. `` Maybe a beneficial fancy, you could always come by after Peggy falls asleep, '' I joked. Actually I could n't consider I 'd said that. Surely he did take it as a laugh. Did his eyes 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.

federal agency parties like that end early and I was home by 10. I took three ibuprofen to ward off a near sealed holdover and got into my nightgown. I sat on the sofa with a glass of tomato plant juice feeling lonely.

I must have drifted off to sleep 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 methamphetamine on the tabular array 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 chain to be taught. We still had door chains in those twenty-four hour period. `` Connor, what are you doing here ! ? ! ? '' I asked, trying to reconstruct the earlier conversation.

'' well, Peggy is deceased. ... That was the idea, right ? ``

'' Oh my god. I did n't really think of that ! '' But I closed the door plenty to take off the chain of mountains. `` You better get in here, '' I said. I could n't entrust him standing out there in the apartment building hallway. Who knows who already heard him ? But I should consume sent him packing. Big mistake.

'' aspect, Connor, I know I 'm a big flirt, but you know I 'm married, veracious. So are you, right ? ``

'' I know. But I heard you say Krauthead wo n't be back til Friday. ... I thought, ... you know, ... in the hallway there, .... fancy and such. ``

'' It 's Simon Peter, Connor. '' But I was flabbergasted. How had I let things get to this percentage point ? Well, let 's change the depicted object. `` Can I get you something to drink ? A beer ? Wine ? We have some malt whisky. Peter 's a ace malted fan. ``

'' Sure. I like Scotch. ``

I avoided Simon 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 wish this Suntory ? It 's not really baffle 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-fitting, '' I allowed, trying not to embarrass him. I poured Connor 's neat and generous. I could n't handle much more after my earlier drinking, but with some sodium carbonate, I took an ounce or so.

We sat on the lounge sipping our drink. It dawned on me I was still in my nightie. At least it was n't one of my vaporous variant. We both sipped our beverage.

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

'' Why thank you, Connor. I pull out that short affair once a year. ``

'' I 'm no-account 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 estimation. .... 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 mystifying, passionate kisses. I did n't deplume his hand off my nightie. I did n't stop his hand from wandering all over my chest. I did n't pull up back when his hand wandered down to my belly and lower. And the protuberance in his pants was so arduous when I grabbed it.

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

I let Connor push my night-robe between my legs. It felt so nice, him rubbing over the silky cloth. Then I felt him scrunching is finger to draw the textile up my ramification. `` Oh Connor. ``

I felt Connor 's aplomb fingerbreadth on my branch, my thighs, closer, closer. God the elctricity when he touched my slit mouth. `` Oh Connor. '' I was becoming a broken record.

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

I got on the floor between his legs. He had to let go of my puss. I started to lick his balls and his shaft, but .... ''

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

'' Yes. I 'm good-for-naught. ... It 's just ... well I wanted her to sleep, '' he added. `` She always falls at peace after. ... So do I, but ... well ... you know .... I tried to wash it off. ``

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

'' Yep. Take up your offer. ``

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

But now I know, I did mean it. Subconsciously, I meant it. I took his cock in my mouth, Peggy 's taste and all. Connor interrupted me long 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 floor.

Connor sucked on my now strip nipples and reached between my ramification. His expert finger pressed my panties between my snatch lips as he licked my nipples. Through the leg opening, he managed to tease my overgorge clit with his pollex at the same time his fingerbreadth pushed up inside my vagina. God he was good.

Connor returned to feel fucking me after pulling my step-in off. His lips moved down to my belly, kissing, licking, down down down, and soon it was his clapper and not his quarter round that was teasing my clit. This caused a huge, 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, have it away me, get laid 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 irradiation. In a little. Teasing. In bit more. shortstop solidus. to a greater extent. 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 mammilla. And that 's how he came, deep into my continuing coming. `` Do n't stop. Do n't stop. ``

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

I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I 'd left the door undefended - and held my naked 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 alone dark of guilt feelings, `` Do n't go yet. You do n't own to go yet, do you ? ``

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

I turned to confront him, trying to wipe my human face clean. `` Do n't stop. Keep doing that, '' as I put his hands back where they had been. He supported my breasts with his hands and them rubbed his palms over them. My nipples became bring up again, and so did the feeling in my modest belly. `` testament you fuck me again ? One more time ? '' I begged.

I led him into my marriage bed. The covert were mostly pulled down already and I made room for us. Connor and I laid next to each former on our sides, kissing, fondling and hugging. Everything moved slowly, lovingly. He slid down a few inches and took my nipple in his back talk. `` Oh yes, '' I muttered as his tongue teased me there.

I could barely reach his prick and played with it until he slid down further and it was out of reach. Connor kissed my belly, and down my legs to my feet. My knees parted, begging his attention where I needed it most, but he began sucking my toes. Then slowly, slowly, oh god what a flirt, 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 crack between my thigh and my labia. He was so near to the medium region and I was so ready. `` Oh Connor, '' as he sucked on my pussy sassing. `` Oh Connor. ``

The moan I uttered when his tongue probed between my mouth must have 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 finger pushed cryptic inside me. `` Oh, Oh, Oh, '' as my orgasm flamed up.

My hips were rocking up to his typeface as I finally begged, `` shtup me, fuck me again. Oh Oh God. Fuck me now. '' And he climbed back over me. I reached down to hold his shaft where I needed it, and he pushed himself back inside me. My climax arrived a instant later, `` Oh OH OHHHHH. ``

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

'' You really are naughty ! ``

So I let him extract out and turned down in the bed. We were in 69 side when I took his bulging shaft in my rima oris. Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my mouthpiece and my throat. It was n't long before I felt his tongue in my erotic 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 glossa. Oh my, YES ! ! ! ! !

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

I do n't remember how many more sentence we got together, but none of them were as memorable as that inaugural fourth dimension .