It was late, gone 7 and already dark outside. Christina had had a trying day in the office and was tired and set to go dwelling for a foresightful, hot bath and a glass of wine. Packing her affair up into her bag she was startled to hear a room access close in the former part of the berth. She had thought she was the only if one left, everyone else had gone home at least an 60 minutes earlier. She had only stayed behind to finish a presentation for the next day, she hadn't want to leave until it was perfect. Fastening her pelage she turned around to see Ed, one of the guys from Finance, drop his papers down on his desk and slump down in his chair. He didn't facial expression happy.


She didn't know Ed well but had seen him around and found him incredibly attractive. He wasn't her usual character but there was something about the way he came across that was very aphrodisiacal, almost like he didn't quite realize how good looking he was. She doubted he even knew her name, she was pretty new to the company and kept herself to herself- she wanted to do well and was quite shy with the opposite sex. That's not to say she didn't like sex, she just had a very discerning way of carrying herself so no one would screw what she really got up to in the bedroom, or wherever else took her fancy.


Anyway, now she found herself with a dilemma…he hadn't seen her but would hear her if she left. Yet she felt uncomfortable speech production to him, especially if he was as pissed off as he appeared. Which he clearly was, he was slamming desk drawers and sighing loudly, ‘ shag !'she heard him exclaim. She looked over at him and studied him intently, He looked so hot as he sat with his head in both hired hand on the desk, a smell of sodding defeat on his face. She must have been daydreaming because his representative brought her back to reality with a bang.
"Hey, everything ok ?"He was staring at her with an unexpectedly warm grin."You're a million Admiralty mile away….."
dickhead. She'd been caught gawping red handed.

"Umm yes, drear, I was just looking who else was in the federal agency, I heard someone…'she stuttered. God, she was such an retard, digging herself deeper into a massive hole."He knows you were checking him out"she thought, cursing herself. As if he would ever be concerned in her.

"Well, it's just me…"he shot her a shy grin. She felt her tum flip over."Sorry, I just had a really bad claim with some clients ”, he continued."Totally roll in the hay it up- I'll be here until midnight if I can't sort this out. I was just letting off steam before I have to start looking at this spreadsheet again ”.

"Oh, I thought it must be something like that. Can I help at all ?"the words came out of her oral fissure before she had even thought them through. Like he would need her aid with anything. He would probably jape in her brass. She was just about to sweep it off and say"no, of track there isn't, I was just joking"when Ed cut in with"well, I could really do with a second pair of heart to try and see where I have gone wrong with this, if you have time ?"The exhaustion she had felt 5 minutes previously transformed into a flicker of excitement. She didn't know why, he only wanted her to look at a spreadsheet, it was hardly like he was asking her out on a date but it had been a spell since she had had any male aid having split up with her beau a duo of months previously. She'd preferred to keep focused in her new job for a piece. It had been a good few months since she had final stage had any sexual contact with a guy and she couldn't deny she was incredibly frustrated- her vibrator was majuscule but no replacement for the touch and fragrance of a real man.

"No problem, let me just take off my coat and I'll be right over"she replied, more confidently than she felt."Before we start can I get you a coffee or something ? It might avail ? ``

"umber ? Thanks, but no"he replied,"I have something hard in my desk that I keep for nights like this when I have to work late."Opening his bottom drawer he pulled out a nursing bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two credit card cupful. Pulling another chair over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down."It's really good of you to offer to avail me like this, surely you must have something far more arouse to do than spend your eve with me ?"he said. Christina suddenly realised that in spite of his normal place bravado, he was actually a piddling bit shy and he seemed slightly neural in her front. She spotted him sneaking a look at her boob through her white shirt, he saw that she had caught him looking and he started to flush slightly. Taking a swig of the whiskey she set down her cup and smiled back.

"Not really"she replied."I had no design. get along on, let's see what we can get sorted here"



They both stared intently at the information on the screen and Ed began to talk her through the proceeds he was facing. As he talked, Christina took another sip of the whiskey and felt herself begin to decompress slightly. In fact she was struggling to concentrate- their faces were so nigh together, she wondered what it would be like to kiss him. It had been so long since she had been forcible with a man and unless she was very mistaken, she felt that he was attracted to her too. Although Ed was talking, he kept trailing off and seemed distracted. Every now and again he would expect her in the eye and she ached to reach out and adjoin his face, hair, everything. Savior, she was horny. She felt herself start to get wet, the intimate tension between them suddenly seemed palpable. She was worried that he could feel how turned on she felt and yet at the same time she didn't forethought. The warmth of the alcohol was making her feel more sure-footed, and the growing heart rate from her pussy was becoming harder to ignore.



Flustered, she shifted in her seat. She found herself staring at his hands, wondering how it would sense to have his long index finger rubbing on her clit. Or probing inside her. Or how his mitt would feel running down her body, over her tits, down to her rose hip. He cheeks coloured as he looked up. He was staring at her again."You're not listening are you ?"he questioned gently. God, this was becoming unbearable. Did he feel the same ? Glancing down, she saw the solvent to her question. He was sat with his legs slightly apart and his excitement was clearly seeable in the frame of a raging hard on. She raised her eyes and looked him in the eye
"No. I'm not. I'm sorry. I'm not listening at all. I'm thinking about something entirely different instead"

She had no estimation where the confidence came from, but she reached down to feel him through his trouser. She felt his dick respond and instantly harden as she gently squeezed the growing protrusion under the textile. She could experience the head of his cock and rubbed her pollex rhythmically over it, exerting just the right amount of pressure to ca-ca him moan as he leaned backwards in the chair, spreading his wooden leg in expectation of what was to derive. Christina moved closer. She was incredibly turned on and could finger the companion twitch and growing wetness of her cunt that signaled she was ready to apply Ed everything he appeared to need and more than. She leaned in to kiss him- gently at outset, just lips on backtalk, savouring the moment, and then within seconds she had her hired hand round the backrest of his head, her fingers grasping his hair and pulling him further into her mouth, their spit urgently exploring each other.
Ed moaned into her mouth as she moved to straddle him in the chairwoman. Her smashed skirt rode up exposing the superlative of her stockings. Fuck, all the days he had watched her walking around the office, wanted her ... .he had imagined the stockings and underclothes that lay beneath the clinging doll and pant. Now he knew. Sheer blackness stockings and the glance of black satin step-in, the tight, slender cloth revealing the outline of her bulging sex underneath. She shifted slightly so that she was sitting directly on top of him, feeling him throbbing through his pant. She could digest it no longer and reached down to unzip his fly. His shaft sprang out and she sank down onto her knee joint on the floor in front of him, prepare to founder him a foresightful, intemperate sucking.

She licked the head, already there was a drop curtain of pre cum which had leaked out, the taste of it fired her up even more and she sank her unscathed rima oris down and took him right to the back of her throat. She felt so dirty and up for anything. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her gentle hair and began to fuck her hot, wet mouth. He was big but Christina took it all and was clearly loving it, she slipped her hand into his pant to cup his orchis and stroke the al-Qaeda of his dick. He fucked her mouth faster and faster, she gagged slightly but neither cared, she wanted to taste every part of him, the look of him was driving her natural state. She didn't want to stop but her own urgent need made her crave his knockout distance in her soak pussy. She slowly pulled him out of her back talk, licked her brim, stood and turned so she was bent over the chair."Fuck me. Now. This way"she instructed with a new found unconstraint."Take off my underwear, taste sensation my cunt and then fuck me, hard ”.

He didn't need to be asked twice- he could n't conceive that she was asking him, nearly begging in fact, to fuck her. Standing up from the death chair his trousers fell to his ankles. She turned boost rhythm and tugged his boxers down over his hips, his erection springing up, and rock intemperate and so set up. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underwear and pulled it to one incline, with his other hand he felt down between her branch for the very low time. She gasped as he touched her sonant wetness and then probed gently inside her before raising his fingers to his sass to inhale her odor and then put them in his backtalk to taste her. Fuck, it was so good. He was desperate to go exploring down there properly with his tongue. He grabbed her hair, roughly pulling her towards him to buss her again, so she too could taste herself. She kissed him back with equally crazed passion, biting his lower lip before pulling away.
"No more ”. Christina said breathlessly."Taste me later. I need you inside me now, it ca n't wait."Turning away from him again, she moved from the chairperson and instead, bent forward over the table, her skirt hitched up beat her waist, her bosomy ass exposed. He moved forward and pressed himself against her. He slipped the soft satin fabric of her underwear down as far as the suspenders would allow, his work force lingering at the suspender belt, the vision of which made him severely still, but she began to push back on him, opening her legs slightly so he could see her glistening sex fully and could control himself no longer.


leave her legs further, he felt down and guided himself to her entering. She was so wet already, with one thrust he was inside her. He groaned loudly with relief at finally feeling her tight and hot around him. She pushed herself back so his unscathed distance was inside her and began to buck hard against him, moving her hips backwards and forwards with such fervency that he barely needed to move himself. He had expected her to want to take it slowly, yet was perfectly apparent that that was not the casing."Harder"she ordered,"fuck me, I want you to make me get along hard around you ”. His pace quickened in reception, thrusting in and out, his clod slapping against her, covered in her sweet juices.


He reached around to find her breasts as he fucked her-she was still wearing her bra, there had n't been sentence to take it off. He managed to undo the clasp with one helping hand and her gorgeous easy rhythm mammilla were free. Rubbing his thumb across her rock hard left nipple for the first time she writhed and jolted against him in response to the tinge. The combined sensation of touching her tit and feeling himself drive in and out of her was already bringing him close to cumming. He sensed by her breathing and the intensity of her groan that she was close too. He wanted to fluff her, take back command from the pace she was dictating and so pulled himself almost completely out if her and paused."Oh God do n't stop"she begged,"please, be intimate me hard I 'm cumming."As he rammed himself back inside her to the hilt he felt himself explode and his consistence was taken over by the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced. At the same clip he felt her coming hard around him, she cried out, he felt her dead body tense and then finally relax as her orgasm washed over her. Sated, they clung to each other, his weight pushing her Down onto the desk, neither of them wanting him to withdraw.


"God that's was amazing ”. Ed pulled himself up and ran his finger's breadth through his hair."Jesus, you have no idea of how many clock time I have fantasised about something like this happening with you but I never for once imagined it was reciprocated. And I never dreamed it would be that ripe ”. Christina laughed. Wow, What a thrill. A guy she had been eyeing up for weeks had been thinking about fucking her too. And what a fuck it had been. The frustration of the day had evaporated, there was a feeling of complicity between them, and the fact that he had clearly had such a unspoilt time was a massive confidence boost. It gave her an idea. She wasn't done yet, and by the look of Ed's cock, which was appearing to grow again as he stared at her breasts which were pouring out of her blouse since he had undone her bra, neither was he.



Grinning wickedly, she unclipped one of her stockings. ‘'Can you help me with this ?"she asked him coquettishly,"I need to get them off. Can you roll them down for me ?"Quick as a newsflash Ed was on his knees, his manus all over her pegleg, pulling the stockings and then her underclothes slowly down her second joint, over her calf and lingering at her articulatio talocruralis and human foot. There was so a lot of her he still wanted to explore, what they had done so far simply wasn't enough. He took the stockings off and brushed them over his nerve, they smelled of her, it was so aphrodisiac it made him rock hard again."Oh, do you like those ?"Christina asked innocently."I always wear them. Had you noticed ?"Of course he had. He had spent many a deflect minute in meetings trying to look at her ramification under the desk, imagining what lay beneath her taut wench. This had exceeded all outlook.


"Sit ”, she commanded."dorsum in your chair ”. He did as he was told and within minutes she found she was deftly fastening his articulatio radiocarpea to the sleeve of the chair with the stockings as a very special sort of control. He could have ripped them but was enjoying being owned by this charwoman, so sat back and waited to see what was going to happen next. He wasn't disappointed. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her chest, Christina straddled him again and this time, rubbed her ample knocker gently across his face. He groaned in foiling at not being able to reach out and rival them, but instead flicked out his tongue to try and lick her severe pinko teat. Emboldened by being completely in controller, Christina moved forward and placed her arms around Ed's top dog, pulling him towards her so he had free access to snog and bite her tits. She screamed with pleasure as he sucked hard on her tit and arched her back, so she could palpate his length pushing against her wetness once again. She literally ached to have intercourse him.


Raising herself up slightly, she took detainment of him and positioned him so that she could just sink down and take him fully inside her, which she did with a loud moan of pleasance. He felt amazing. He groaned out loudly himself and yet again she began to set the pace, riding him slowly, taking all of his length and then pulling out nearly to the head before easing back down on him again. It was her favourite position, she had missed it so much. She could finger everything, control him and buss him hard at the Saame time. Her tongue probed his rima oris frantically, while her second joint gripped his and she moved on top of him loyal and faster. Powerless to push her down onto him due to the chasteness in his custody, Ed had to content himself with pushing up against her, but he was at her clemency and as she rode him harder he felt his orgasm build again. Fuck, what was this charwoman doing to him ? He had never been this turned on in his sprightliness before, she knew exactly which button to agitate. And iron them she did, he could assure himself no longer and he felt himself pumping her broad of his hot cum for a second time, his body held in an dry land shattering orgasm that made him weak at the human knee and momentarily fall back all grip on reality. It was only as he heard Christina moaning and gasping that he knew she was also in the throes of another orgasm, her chest and face flushed,"Fuck, Fuck Ed, I am cumming again"she cried out. She gripped his arms tightly as she tried to steady herself as her body was totally catch up with with moving ridge of joy. He had never experienced a woman come so surd like that before. Her dead body slowly began to relax as they gradually came back down to earth.

Smiling at each other, Christina reached down to unlace the stockings from his carpus."We don't want to rip these do we ?"she said with a wink. ‘ I'll need to be wearing them tomorrow ”.

Ed grinned. With that thought in judgment, tomorrow was going to be a very upright day indeed .