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17/11/2016
Phyllis and I were coworkers. We worked the alarm room for a national security alarm company. The work alternated from busy to "time to do the paperwork." You had to be part of the team and trust each other to do your job when a hot alarm came through. Working together in life and death situations builds closeness.
Our team fell into the habit of going out after work on Wednesdays. We favored a 50s themed bar with a dance floor and old time rock and roll music mixed with slow loving tunes.
Phyllis became a regular dance partner. When we rocked her generous breasts seemed to fly all over and she seemed to like that I liked it. When we slow danced she had no hesitation about plastering her body against mine and nuzzling her face in my neck. When I got hard she pushed against it and sort of rubbed her body in a small circle against the head of my cock. After a while I didn't much care if she, or anyone, saw my hard on after the dance.
And she had this way of holding my right hand when the dance was over and twisting her hand so the back of her hand could brush against my hard cock as we walked back to our table. She knew well that I was married and I knew well that she was too. Was this a tease or an invitation? In house romance can get complicated. Don't shit in your own nest I'd remind myself. But her boobs pressed against my chest, her body grinding my hard on, that move with her hand...difficult to resist...but I did.
Then one Wednesday evening we were slow dancing and she whispered in my ear that she wanted to make love with me. Out and out asked me. After the dance we were alone at our table while the rest of our coworkers danced and she explained that her husband hadn't made love to her in 8 years and showed no interest in changing. So she decided to find another man to do the job and she chose me.
Both being married the logistics were difficult. Her home and my home were not options. She felt a motel was too tacky, but she longed for the old high school make out sessions in the back seat. So we rendezvoused at a remote city park and I parked my big company sedan in a remote area. We met in the big back seat of the company sedan. I'd moved the front seats as far forward as possible to get maximum room.
We had our first real kiss. Then deeper kisses then tongue kisses then we are making out like horny teenagers. God it felt good. I took it slow until we were both so hot it was time to move to the next level. She took her blouse and bra off and I finally got to see those magnificent breasts I'd been captivated by...and her nipples were large and elegant. She laid back and I just suckled her; moving from one nipple to the other and back. She was getting hot, I could smell her pussy juice through her pants. But she was enjoying the suckling and so was I. I took the opportunity to fondle her breasts too, to feel them, enjoy them and I kept my eyes wide open feasting on their beauty.
After a while the car was filled with the delicious odor of her pussy. She whispered in my ear, "Now!" and sat up to take off her shoes and sox and pull off her jeans and panties. I was still dressed but was naked by the time she was. Her pussy was a thick mat of dark hair. Having no need to trim it she let it grow full. I wanted to lick and kiss it but she grabbed my cock first and bent over to suck it. I'm sitting in the back seat and she's leaning over sucking my cock so I can just reach down and fondle her hanging boobs and nipples while she sucked...damn it felt great!
As hard as I'd been all along she must have realized I wasn't going to get any harder. She pulled up, gave me a long delicious kiss, than mounted my cock with her back to me - spoon fashion - sitting. She guided my cock into her pussy. She was so hot and so wet by then it slid right in. I reached around and grabbed her tits and began playing with then and the nipples while she humped my cock. After a while I reached down to play with her clit and found she was already there taking care of it herself...so I went back to her boobs.
She reached down with her free hand and teased my balls, It wasn't long until she started coming. Her pussy muscles squeezed my cock hard as she did causing me to blast a load into her. She kept massaging my balls, turned and said, "I felt you come in my pussy." Then she gave me a loving "Thank You" kiss.
We were both spent and just leaned back skin-to-skin with my cock still in her while I gently massaged her beasts and nipples enjoying the afterglow.
When we finally disengaged she was surprised my cock was still so hard and she bent over and sucked it clean of our juices while I reached back and played with her pussy. That got her hot again and I laid her back and managed to position myself so I could lick and suck her pussy juices and my come from her...that brought her to another orgasm, this time from sucking and licking her clit while massaging her G spot. After her orgasm we laid together nude for a while, she holding my now not-so-hard cock and fondling my balls while I suckled her tits again....but it was getting dark and the park would close and she had to go home to the husband and kids as I did to the wife and kids.
We stayed friends for a long time after but she wasn't open to having an ongoing affair. But she always had a beautiful smile for me and sometimes at work she'd grab my butt or cup my package while looking me in the eye. Then one day, a few years later, she resigned and I lost track of her.
Our team fell into the habit of going out after work on Wednesdays. We favored a 50s themed bar with a dance floor and old time rock and roll music mixed with slow loving tunes.
Phyllis became a regular dance partner. When we rocked her generous breasts seemed to fly all over and she seemed to like that I liked it. When we slow danced she had no hesitation about plastering her body against mine and nuzzling her face in my neck. When I got hard she pushed against it and sort of rubbed her body in a small circle against the head of my cock. After a while I didn't much care if she, or anyone, saw my hard on after the dance.
And she had this way of holding my right hand when the dance was over and twisting her hand so the back of her hand could brush against my hard cock as we walked back to our table. She knew well that I was married and I knew well that she was too. Was this a tease or an invitation? In house romance can get complicated. Don't shit in your own nest I'd remind myself. But her boobs pressed against my chest, her body grinding my hard on, that move with her hand...difficult to resist...but I did.
Then one Wednesday evening we were slow dancing and she whispered in my ear that she wanted to make love with me. Out and out asked me. After the dance we were alone at our table while the rest of our coworkers danced and she explained that her husband hadn't made love to her in 8 years and showed no interest in changing. So she decided to find another man to do the job and she chose me.
Both being married the logistics were difficult. Her home and my home were not options. She felt a motel was too tacky, but she longed for the old high school make out sessions in the back seat. So we rendezvoused at a remote city park and I parked my big company sedan in a remote area. We met in the big back seat of the company sedan. I'd moved the front seats as far forward as possible to get maximum room.
We had our first real kiss. Then deeper kisses then tongue kisses then we are making out like horny teenagers. God it felt good. I took it slow until we were both so hot it was time to move to the next level. She took her blouse and bra off and I finally got to see those magnificent breasts I'd been captivated by...and her nipples were large and elegant. She laid back and I just suckled her; moving from one nipple to the other and back. She was getting hot, I could smell her pussy juice through her pants. But she was enjoying the suckling and so was I. I took the opportunity to fondle her breasts too, to feel them, enjoy them and I kept my eyes wide open feasting on their beauty.
After a while the car was filled with the delicious odor of her pussy. She whispered in my ear, "Now!" and sat up to take off her shoes and sox and pull off her jeans and panties. I was still dressed but was naked by the time she was. Her pussy was a thick mat of dark hair. Having no need to trim it she let it grow full. I wanted to lick and kiss it but she grabbed my cock first and bent over to suck it. I'm sitting in the back seat and she's leaning over sucking my cock so I can just reach down and fondle her hanging boobs and nipples while she sucked...damn it felt great!
As hard as I'd been all along she must have realized I wasn't going to get any harder. She pulled up, gave me a long delicious kiss, than mounted my cock with her back to me - spoon fashion - sitting. She guided my cock into her pussy. She was so hot and so wet by then it slid right in. I reached around and grabbed her tits and began playing with then and the nipples while she humped my cock. After a while I reached down to play with her clit and found she was already there taking care of it herself...so I went back to her boobs.
She reached down with her free hand and teased my balls, It wasn't long until she started coming. Her pussy muscles squeezed my cock hard as she did causing me to blast a load into her. She kept massaging my balls, turned and said, "I felt you come in my pussy." Then she gave me a loving "Thank You" kiss.
We were both spent and just leaned back skin-to-skin with my cock still in her while I gently massaged her beasts and nipples enjoying the afterglow.
When we finally disengaged she was surprised my cock was still so hard and she bent over and sucked it clean of our juices while I reached back and played with her pussy. That got her hot again and I laid her back and managed to position myself so I could lick and suck her pussy juices and my come from her...that brought her to another orgasm, this time from sucking and licking her clit while massaging her G spot. After her orgasm we laid together nude for a while, she holding my now not-so-hard cock and fondling my balls while I suckled her tits again....but it was getting dark and the park would close and she had to go home to the husband and kids as I did to the wife and kids.
We stayed friends for a long time after but she wasn't open to having an ongoing affair. But she always had a beautiful smile for me and sometimes at work she'd grab my butt or cup my package while looking me in the eye. Then one day, a few years later, she resigned and I lost track of her.
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