All day long, I honestly planned on canceling my get together with Seth. I found out his wedding is less than five months away and I can’t get that out of my head. However, Seth talked me out of canceling our get together. Not that he had to try too hard.
He came over to my place and I’ll admit the first five minutes I couldn’t get his fiancee out of my head. As I sat on my knees, sucking Seth’s cock in my living room, I wondered what would I think if I was in her shoes. How mad would she be?
However, by the time Seth and I made it to my bedroom, I had completely forgotten about her and their upcoming wedding. Seth made me forgot about outside of my bedroom. In bed, he’s so intense and passionate. He makes me feel like I’m the only woman in the world with his kiss and his cock. And he’s so mature. He never cums early and he knows exactly what he’s doing to make me moan and climax…multiple times. What more can a girl ask for?
I kept telling myself, it would be just one last time. Fast forward a few days. He emailed me to come into his office just before five.
“Close the door behind you.”
I did, then he pushed his rolling chair back and motioned for me to come closer. “Will you suck me off here?”
I wanted to tell him no. I love my job, I didn’t want someone to catch us. It was after five, but just after five. His personal assistant still sat at the desk on the other side of the door.
But I didn’t. I got on to my knees in front of him and licked my lips. He undid his belt, then the buttons on his pants, followed by his zipper. I felt the excitement flowing through me. I couldn’t help but to caress my breasts as I waited.
He took out his long, thick cock and my heart pounded. At any moment someone could knock on the door. His assistant had to wonder what was going on. Yet, I leaned in and took him between my lips. I wrapped them around his hardness and took him into my mouth.
I started going as fast as I could, eager to make him cum as soon as possible to decrease our chances of getting caught or questions being asked. But soon, I relaxed and started to enjoy myself as much as him. I took my time, using my lips, tongue and mouth to give him as much pleasure as I could.
He let me bring him to the edge of an orgasm, then pulled back. I looked at him with a play frown.
“I’ve pictured fucking you on my desk.” He said with a grin.
He helped me my feet, then peeled off my lace panties without a question. I leaned up against his desk and he stood up.
We kissed and my lust grew within me. He pulled up my skirt around my waist and slid a finger between my lips. I had to try hard not to moan.
He soon replaced his finger with his much larger cock. He filled me and I didn’t care who found us then.
I fell back on to his desk. Papers, pens and other things pushed out of the way. He fucked me hard and I had to fight myself not to scream out in pleasure. I would never be able to come into his office and not think of the way he fucked me.
He undid the buttons on my shirt and raced to free my breasts from my bra. His hands rough, just the right kind of rough to go along with his hard fucking.
I came and a few thrusts later he released himself into me.
It had been just twenty minutes, it could’ve been an innocent conversation between employees, but I walked out of there feeling like everyone would know. My face glowing from the pleasure, my pussy holding his cum. But luckily, almost everyone had gone home. No personal assistant to ask questions. No one noticed.
Our first, but I have a feeling not last office after hours get together.
Thank you, I am 64 yo and hard as a rock..
I’m glad my writing could have that kind of effect on you.