was he just playing along to satisfy his own needs. At the moment, his hands began to slide up her thighs and push her navy dress up; she didn't care. She just enjoyed the way his strong hands felt as they slowly caressed upwards until his fingers were at the top of her navy silk panties and trying to slide them down.
The moment they hit the floor, and her dress was up around her waist; his hands were gently easing her ass forward until he could spread her legs wide. He looked up at her with a smile after glancing at her immaculate canvas and grazed his fingers across her already wet and ready lips. "I think we're both excited. You first." His husky voice begged out.
She smiled at him and let her hand stroke his dark-brown hair, as his face began kissing the inside of her thigh, then his tongue lashed out at her pussy, and she moaned with delight.
"Oh Marc, y es like that." She pleaded out as her fingers had intertwined into his hair. She rested her other hand on the leather side arm of the chair, wanting nothing more than to have his cock in her hand but the amount of pleasure his tongue was bringing to her core as he slowly licked and sucked, pulling her clitoris in his mouth with his sucking and then releasing with a lash of his tongue, was exquisite. Slowly, she felt the spread of her vagina with his fingers. His strong fingers were not slender, and she felt a clinch of reaction at his size.
"Yes, like that. I want your cock Marc. I want to feel you in me." She begged as his fingers slid in and out slowly, methodically with purpose and stride, while she wanted nothing more than for him to bang her hard with his cock.
She felt his hands go under her ass and lift her further off the chair, and to his mouth as he looked up at her with a smile in his eyes and his mouth full of her pussy. It was a delectable vision that she had fantasized about many a times. She felt herself exhale a huge puff of air as a shiver ran through her body, her hand still encouraging his head to stay right where it was while her voice pleaded for his cock.
"I want you Marc. I've always wanted you. I want to see your cock sliding in me. I want to feel the size of you stretching me. Good lord, do that again. What you just did."
Suddenly, her voice fell silent to the humming of her moans as she felt her hands pressed on either side of the chair's leather side arms while he lifted her ass up a bit more. He pressed his face in harder as his tongue dipped into her pussy with soft gentle strokes along the full length of her and then back into her with his tongue. When his mouth finally stopped the stroking and latched on with suction to her clitoris, she shattered with an orgasm that convulsed through her entire body.
The soft gentle kisses of his lips against her inner thigh slowly brought her back to the moment she was just in. For a second there, she was shattered into a euphoric haze of afterglow, and the reality that he was just that damn good to her pussy with his mouth, how would he be in all other positions? The thought illuminated into several clashing fantasies and desires that this not end here tonight; this must carry on. Now that she has had him, she wanted more of him.
The moment he stopped kissing her and looked up at her; she smiled with a glow. "I want you. All of you." He begged from between her legs. "I want this to be about us and not business. This is personal satisfaction between us."
She looked around realizing that hopefully nobody was wandering the halls of the dark office and then back to him for an answer.
"Everyone should be gone, but if they are not, it's their own fault for walking into my personal office area." As he said that, a flash of lightening lit up the sky brightly as it illuminated behind him. He began to stand as he offered her a hand up from the chair. Her legs were weak yet the lightning flash gave her inspiration and the energy to carry
H.B. Gilmour, Randi Reisfeld