It was Friday December 23, and the genus Bos just dumped a pile of newspaper work on my desk to get done before our year-end in 8 years. I was hoping to take a few mean solar day off over the Noel week,
but guess not now. As I sorted through the paper piece of work some of it was policy stuff. I just detest insurance paperwork, and I knew that mother fucker of an agent would be gone. agentive role's have the prosperous jobs, they take clock time off, take your money, and cry about how knockout they work. swell the only good matter about this agent was his secretary.

She was a doll, in her speed 40 's with a hour Methedrine figure, blonde hair, soft brown centre. When
she got up to walk all eyes were on her as she just dripped in sex. Her assets were pure
36 C breast, melt off waist, perfective tense ass and legs, you could narrate she worked out a lot to keep her
dead body looking that nice.

I grabbed the phone and gave the factor's power a Call. I knew that she would answer, and she did. I asked her if Rusty was in, knowing just what her reaction would be. She said no he was gone till 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 watch it was 3:00, and told her that I would be leaving shortly and should be at her authority around 3:30 or so. We said our good byes and I hung up. I grabbed what papers I need, made a dyad of quick telephone call, and one to my wife telling her I was running late. I locked up and headed for my truck.

What a pathetic day it was remote half rainfall one-half snow and all mush. It was deadening going and I got to the agent's office 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 doorway about a 100 clip, and no response. I grabbed my mobile phone speech sound and birdcall, but got just the recording Tell that the office was closed, and the times it was to be opened. I just hate them fucking machines.

I had noticed when I pulled up that her car was still in her parking blank by the incline door. So I walk to the side door and turned the boss it was locked, but I pushed on it and the door opened, whoever left net didn't secure the door latch. I stepped in side and close the door behind me tightly.

I stood there for a few seconds, letting my oculus get adjusted to the dark. I walked forward through the hallway, and stopped at the end and listened. It sounded like somebody was sobbing or crying softly. I stepped into the elbow room and saw Stacey sitting at a banquet table with a couple of cd lite, some music 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 document 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 glass of wine-colored trying to unroll, I could see that she was upset. So I ask her what the trouble was. She just shook her heading. So I sat there quietly for a few minutes, and asked again. She started to softly cry and repose her story 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 months. She and her daughter-in-law never did see eye to eye, and that caused some trouble. 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 eye, she said what. I told her to stand up, and she did. WOW she had on a grim attire that was thigh high, and fit her just like a baseball mitt, showing off all her just timber. I said what you need is a good hug, and I step forward and gave her the best hug that I could open. She had her arms wrapped around my neck, squeezing me back.

Here I am holding the cleaning woman of my dreams in my arms, and my intellect goes completely blank. So like a dummy I let go of her, and sit back down in the chairman. I keep quetch my ego in the ass for not taking reward of this opportunity that I had with her. But lack of experience in doing this with another woman other than my wife really showed.

We chatted for a few mo, and then I had another real great idea, and told well I guess it is time for me to go. DUH ! ! ! that was real smart relocation on my part.

She variety of look down and then back at me and then asked, could I have another hug. BINGO the Inner Light clicked on, and I though here is my one fortune don't blow it. I stood up and took off my jacket and tossed on the floor, and she flowed right over into my arms for a hug.

I rubbed my paw over her back and pile to her cheeks, I could tell that she had a thong on, and not much else under the wearing apparel as it felt real smooth. She loosen her script from my neck and looked me in the eyes, and drew her lip up to mine and we meet in a very passionate kiss. I open my mouth a niggling bit and could find her tongue flutter in and out, what a big turn on.

As our tongues continued to dance together, I unhooked her dress and slowly move the zipper down. When I meet no electrical resistance doing that I moved up and unhooked her bra. She move one arm off me and I slipped her dress and bra strap off, and then the other arm. Here I was holding her almost naked ( 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 fair. I must have face at her blankly, because she said that I was fully clothed and she was all most nude. We remedy this quickly as she helped me ransack, and she took off her thong. I just love how a woman can do that so gracefully.

She pushed me into the chairwoman and sat on my lap. I got my first real good opportunity to see her up close naked, GOD what a site. I can't figure what is the subject with her husband to not admit precaution of a goddess like this. As we french osculation with passion, my hand was slowly massaging her boob and play with her nipple. They was so hard I felt like I was playing with a duad of slug. As I played with her white meat and tweaked her mamilla, she would moan softly in my mouth. God I just could not get enough of those breast, I could make for with them all day and night.


As I played with her nipples the bumps on her areola grew more intense. As my fingers rubbed over those extrusion, I was able-bodied to scan what those bump mean in Louis Braille. It said suction here. So I started to influence my way down. Softly kissing and nibbling on her cervix, and then down to her knocker. As my spit and brim worked her tit over, I moved my hand down to her legs. She parted them just like Moses did to the red sea, and I started to stroke her inner second joint softly, cashbox I finally got to her outer sassing. She had a nicely shaved pussy with a land funnies just above her pussy
lips.

As I rubbed the lips, she was starting to get worked up, and I could start to feel some moisture on the lips. I spread the lips and my digit enter her puss, 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 steady gesture. I had one fingerbreadth slowly stroking her asshole. Suddenly she grabbed my head and brought me up for a hard candy kiss, and broke the kiss off and held me tightly, as her body start to shake in an sexual climax. next thing I knew my hand was wet and total of her juices.

Finally I could not consider it anymore. I picked her up and set her on the table. I got on my human knee and spread her legs and dove right wing in and set forth to drub her pussy. I licked in and out, up and down, and around and around, as fast as I could. Man did she perceptiveness skillful, I felt like a birth attacking a bee beehive and licking up all the honey, but not getting stung. Suddenly she locked her legs around my drumhead, drawing me in tighter. It was getting hard to rest, and then my fount got flooded with her juices.

She relaxed her legs and I got free, she reached down grabbing my psyche, looking to my eyes, she said put it in me now. wellspring I may not be the sharpest saddlery in the box, but I did not have to be asked twice. I stood up spread her ramification and slammed my peter into her sopping wet pussy. She was so hot that I think that my nuts were starting to moil in my sacking. As I was banging away at her, she keep saying fuck me tough over and over.

Finally I said Stacey I going to cum, and she gave a real cheap groan and said cum with me now.
I buried my dick as abstruse as I could and let off the openhanded flack that I ever did. I think that I saw some wax blow out of her capitulum from my orgasm. We held that position for a few moment, till finally my legs started to kick in way and I had to sit down.

She was laying there with her wooden leg apart, and some of my cum was leaking out. What a breath taking situation. She sat up and smiled at me, then said she had to go to the bath. As she walk to the bathroom, I thought what a vision of caring. As she walked back out, I was watching her again, man I could observe her walk around this office nude for the ease of my lifetime. Just watching her made my cock was start to grow hard again .