Conference room throbs with laughter. Printer hums next door. Mouse clicks pierce chatter. Coffee stench mixes with my perfume, heavy and teasing. My 30th birthday party. Open-space decked out. Colleagues swarm. Black dress hugs me tight. Deep cleavage. Slit flashes thigh. Ambitious pro by day. Lust monster inside.
Alain organized it. Invited my cousin Roland. Years since Provence. That clumsy first suck. Swallowed his load, thought it piss. Ran off. Now he’s here. With wife Cécile. Hug him hard. Eyes lock. Heat rises. She stumbles drunk. Falls into Alain. ‘Ankle!’ He grabs her waist. Guides to annex meeting room. Door slams. Lock clicks. Gone.
The Tension Builds
Party rages. Champagne missing. Roland catches me. ‘I’ll help.’ We slip out. Walk to breakroom. Fifty meters. Voices fade. Door shuts. I lock it. Click echoes. Coffee pot gurgles. My heels tap tile. Find bottles in fridge. Cold. Pop cork. Foam spills. Flutes clink. Sink into couch.
‘That time… you pissed in my mouth?’ He laughs. ‘Cum, Claire. Sorry.’ Hand on thigh. Past ignites. I palm his crotch. Hard bulge throbs. Unbutton shirt. Toss it. Pants down. No boxers. Thick cock springs. Musky scent hits. Kneel. Nose to base. Inhale deep. Tongue swirls head. Salty. Suck slow. Gland swells. Bob head. He groans. Mouse clicks outside. Someone works late. Adrenaline spikes.
Sense him close. Stop. Stole off shoulders. Bind hands behind. Smirk. Lie back. Dress hikes with teeth. Rough. Panties yanked down. Sniff my lace. Day’s sweat. He dives. Tongue timid. Pussy drips. ‘Lick my clit, fucker! Eat it!’ He digs in. Sloppy. Better. Fingers curl. I buck. Cum floods his face. Gasp.
The Explosive Release
Untie. Retie arms front. ‘Doggy on floor.’ He drops. Ass up. Saliva on hole. Finger circles. Pushes. Tight. Resist. I straddle. Pussy grind cheeks. Wet lube drips. Tongue rims. He whimpers. Finger in. Two. Three. Hole gapes. Fridge raid. Thick carrot. Veggie cock. Slide in. Circles. Thrusts. Deep. He howls. Cums hard. Splatter.
Flip him. Rub clits. Mine on his. Sparks fly. Orgasm rips. Piss sprays. Golden shower. Soaks him. Alain’s fantasy. Finally.
Shower quick. Clean mess. Dress straight. Heels click. Unlock. Back to roar. Alain dances with Cécile. Flushed. Dress rumpled. She limps less. Feet bare? Swap partners. Slow dance. Alain’s hard. ‘Happy birthday. Fun night?’ ‘Oh yes. Full report later. You too, huh? Her feet magic?’ He grins. Pro mask on. Meeting tomorrow. Like nothing happened.