We met in January. Same company. He stood out in his dark suit. Broad hands promising rough caresses. Soft, almost boyish eyes. Not my street type, but in our dim open-space, he hooked me. Simple colleague chats turned to calls. Friendship simmered months. Then April 15th flipped it.
Hot afternoon. Back from client site. Hotel check-in led to coffee in his room. Tennis on TV. Side by side on the king bed. His breath heats my neck. Lips brush mine. Lightning shiver. Pussy wets instantly. But reality kicks in—married, colleagues. I bolt to my room. Body screams no, mind wins. Proud I resisted.
The Building Tension
Weeks later, I initiate. Can’t fight the pull. First hotel fuck chaotic, rushed. Then pure bliss. Charismatic bastard. Splendid cock. Nipples harden at sight. He sucks, bites, kneads my tits. Hands roam. His dick stiffens on my belly. Eyes wild. I drop, kneel. Tongue wraps his perfect glans. Salty drops hit my mouth. Heaven.
Straddle him. Pussy swallows easy, deep. Ride frantic. He pinches nipples sharp. Hands slap ass loud. I moan symphony. He floods me, exquisite.
Beach lunch after. Deserted shore. Fingers plunge my soaked slit. Grips hair, yanks back. Pants down. Admire full package. Bend over. He lubes my ass. Slides in slow. New thrill. Tiny thrusts build. Jet blasts inside. Delicious high.
Vineyards next. Breeze caresses. Fucks me wild, earth-sky perfect.
The Explosive Release
Now back office. Open-space buzz. Printer hums distant. Coffee stench mixes his cologne. Sharp, musky. Dossiers pile up. Eyes lock across desks. Heart races. Mouse clicks echo tense.
Afternoon meeting prep. I text: ‘Conference room. Now.’ Door clicks shut. Lock snaps. Final. His belt at my lips. Subtle bulge in jeans. Tremble. Unzip slow. Boxer strains. Veiny, red-hot cock springs. Grip firm. Tongue teases piss slit, juicy. Swallow whole. He fists hair, guides deep. Gags me good. I strip tunic. Suck harder. He groans low. Explodes hot ropes on tits, neck. Cum drips mountains.
Table edge. Skirt hiked. He spreads thighs. Tongue attacks clit. Flicks mad. Dives lips, tongue-fucks hungry. Pull him up—save for together. Eyes lock. Knows I crave cock. Pounds pussy raw. Desk shakes. Slaps echo. Printer whirs outside. Clicks frantic somewhere. Coffee-parfum haze thickens sweat.
Flip me. Ass up. Lubed finger probes. Then thick head pushes anal ring. Stretch burns sweet. In deep. Thrusts quicken. Risky paradise. He grunts. Fills me pulsing jets.
Pull out slick. Cum leaks. Wipe hasty. Adjust bra, tuck tits. Smooth skirt. Hair fix. Door unlock clicks. Step out. Smiles nod colleagues. Back to meeting. Voice steady. Dossiers flip. Like nothing. Adrenaline buzz lingers. Pussy throbs secret. Mask perfect. Proud slut. He changed me. Cock god. Dreamer lover. Can’t go back.