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Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: rdkill88 Posted on: 10 Jun 2005 1 comments
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Sandra and I are neighbors, our kids are friends, we cook out on weekends with our spouses, she is my secretary, we are confidants, we are best friends, and, oh yes I almost forgot, we are now fuck buddies of the wet, messy, slurpy. slightly kinky variety. We are both in our 40's and probably rather average looking, but to me Sandra is the hottest woman on the planet. At 5'6" she's a well packed and curvy size 12, and always dresses stylishly sexy. It started one morning when we left for work. She rides with me most days, and that morning she was standing beside my car waiting on me. I have a rather high SUV, and I made a show of opening her door and bowing with a flourish. The timing, though accidental, was perfect. As I looked up from my bow, she hiked her skirt, lifted her left leg to get in the seat and in doing so spread her legs in a most un-ladylike manner to reveal lacy tops to dark stockings and pink panties under her split black skirt. She grinned and held the display for a few seconds before lifting her right leg up. "Get a good look?" she laughed."Fantastic," I said with enthusiam. "Can we do that again when you get out?" We had flirted a bit from the start, and recently had been sharing some frank information about our respective bedroom problems and other aspects of our lives. I hopped in the other side and told her she had just succeeded in making me incredibly horny and that I'd be walking around all day with a chubby. She chuckled and crossed her legs revealing about half an inch of lacy stocking top."I thought women only wore pantyhose these days?" I asked innocently."Thigh-highs are cooler," she said nonchalantly."Sexier too," I commented."Not so you can tell around my house," she said somewhat sourly."Still all quiet on the bedroom front, huh?""Dead is more like it.""Well if it makes you feel any better it sounds like we are both getting about the same amount of pussy." That made her laugh, and we chatted about anything and everything for the next 30 minutes, while I openly admired her legs and fought with myself to keep my hand from wander to her thighs.When I parked in the lot she moved her hand to the door handle, but I said, "Don't you dare." I then jumped out of the car and ran to open her door. She glanced at me sideways with a subtle smirk then swung her right leg out and down and held the pose. I know my jaw dropped, and I was probably drooling, for once again I was looking at her beautiful legs all the way to her panties. And this time she very obviously wanted me to look. "Is that what you wanted to see?" she asked."Uhhhh...yeah....uh huh, " I mumbled, as she tugged on her stocking tops.Finally she held her hand out to me, and I helped her out of the car watching wistfully as her skirt settling back to modesty level."Oh shit, look at this," I said as I pointed to the tent that had grown out of the front of my slacks. "I've got to walk in with my briefcase in front of me." "Good," she said with a tone of satisfaction, and we headed to the door with me slightly behind her and my dick still flying high as I watched her ass twitch beneath the skirt.At 5:00 p.m. we still had a couple hours worth of work left on a report we had to finish by the end of the week, so we decided to finish it off and be done with it. Plus itgave Sandra an hour or so of overtime, which she liked. We finished the numbers and she plugged them in on her computer, printed the pages, and came into my office with the finished product. She came around my desk, put the report in front of me, and we reviewed it together checking for any errors. Once we were satisfied I signed the report and handed it to her, but she remained standing beside me grinning. "Well, did you?" she asked playfully.I thought she was talking about the report and I didn't understand her comment."Huh?" I said."Did you walk around all day with a hard on?"I smiled up at her grinning face, and slowly reached for her leg where the skirt was split and lovingly ran my hand up to her sweet, pink-panty clad ass. She sort of inhaled and froze, and I did too. I wondered if I had made a major mistake. While we had been flirty and verbally sexy with each other, this was the first actual physical contact that was unmistakably meant as a sexual overture."I have one now," I said."Hmmmmmm," she murmured, closed her eyes, and spread her legs slightly.That breathless murmur was my signal that everything was ok. I moved my hand down to her thighs, feeling the skin between panties and stockings, then back to her wonderful full ass. Finally, holding my breath I ran my hand between her legs and through the crease of her slit, happily feeling the unmistakable dampness of her pussy drool beginning to seep through. Sandra now had her hands flat on my desk, her legs inching apart, and her hips swaying ever so slightly. I began a slow pattern of stroking between her legs, caressing her through the material of the panties. Finally I just started pushing against her clit, finding it easily by the sounds she emitted. She was soon humping back against my hand, and finally grabbed my wrist with both hands, pulled more of her skirt out of the way, and began using my arm like she had a baseball bat jammed to her crotch.Sandra seemed to be doing fine on her own using my left arm and hand like they weren't attached to me, so with my right hand I undid my slacks and freed my poor confined cock which was straining to see what was going on in the daylight. I had never been so damned hard, or had so much precum dripping from my hole. Now that my cock was free, I returned my attention to Sandra, who now had my hand balled into a fist on the edge of the desk and was grinding her pussy into it as hard as she could. What had been slight moisture in the crotch of her panties was now a raging torrent soaking the knuckles of my left hand while I used my right to stroke myself. In short order Sandra began a groan and growl that sounded primal and like it was coming from deep inside her. Her grinding became insistent and harder until she finally threw her head back and emitted a long, low guttural howl as the orgasm overtook her. It was breathtaking to me just to watch and listen to this woman go through the stages of her climax. When she finished, she slumped over my desk with her head resting on folded arms, and watched me slowly stroking."Oh damn I needed that," she exhaled. We just held our positions for a while as her breathing gradually returned to normal. The she reached back with her right hand and replaced my hand with hers, stroking lazily. "Nice cock," she said dreamily."Nice hand," I answered."Pull your pants down," she ordered easily, and I quickly complied.She stood upright, albeit somewhat unsteadily, faced me and pulled off her skirt like it was fastened with Velcro. She stepped easily out of her panties and stood in front ofme naked from the waist down save her shoes and stockings. She cocked her head and smiled at me while twirling the panties on her finger. I just sat back with my dick bobbing and weaving like a shadow boxer. She grabbed the arms of my chair, swiveled me around and stepped across my lap straddling my legs. I took that as my cue and scooted forward so that my cock pointed straight at her slit. She deftly slipped her damp panties over my head with the crotch covering my nose and mouth, and simultaneously she sank onto my cock. She was so hot and wet that she drove my cock to the hilt in one fluid motion, then let out a sexy satisfied grunt. When she bottomed out on my dick I almost shot my load right then and there. When leaned forward and kissed me through the panties it totally blew my mind. We were tongue fighting against her wet panty crotch, and it suddenly dawned on me that I had found a woman as nasty as I was. She began pushing the panties around my face until our lips finally touched without the fabric between us, and we to kissed hungrily, wildly. As our tongues danced, Sandra began to fuck in earnest, raising herself slightly and then slamming down. Rising a bit more and slamming down, until finally she left just the head of my dick inside her before slamming back into my lap. She grunted and squealed every time she landed on my lap, and I simply stayed out of my mind. When my orgasm started all I could do was moan. Apparently she sensed the meaning of my moans because she began to fuck faster and growl herself. I was at least conscious enough to remember the growl from when she came on my hand, so I knew she was close. It was a good thing too since my control was totally shot and I was now bucking into her for all I was worth. "I'm going off baby, cum for me," she panted. "Cum in my pussy, please now, do it, now."That was all it took, and my jism began to shoot into her like rockets exploding. At least they were exploding in my head. It felt like I shot spurts of spunk for 5 minutes, and when I thought I was done I realized her muscles were still milking me. And what a glorious feeling that was, having her rock softly while her pussy contracted around me. She finally slowed her contractions and just settled onto me. I could feel our sex juice dripping and smearing on us, and it felt so damned good. She peered up at me with dreamy eyes and said, "Wow boss, nice fuck.""Fringe benefit," I replied as I peeled her panties off my head."Hmmmmm," she said and snuggled into me. "Can we end every work day like this?""I wish," I said.She clamped her muscles around my cock again, and said, "We're wet.""No shit. It's hard to believe two people can get that messy from genitally generated juices.""That's funny," she said, still snuggling into me and wiggling around in our goo. "And now you're going to slip out too. You're going to weenie out of me," she giggled."Not by choice I can assure you," I sighed.Sandra sat up, grinned at me, then slid back on my thighs so that my glistening cock flopped lifelessly on my thigh. We both looked down and laughed at the slop that was draining from her and running down my thighs. She scooped up some of the cum on her fingers and smeared it across her lips, then very deliberately and slowly dipped into it again and smeared it across my lips then leaned in to kiss me deeply while we savored the blended residue of our sex.When the kiss ended, Sandra slowly and reluctantly stood and backed off me. She spread her legs and bent at the waist to seemingly to investigate what was running down her leg as well as mine."Damn you shoot a lot of cream. Got any kleenex?" she asked.I reached back to my credenza, grabbed a box of tissues, pulled out a wad, and I began wiping the spilled fuck juice from her pussy and legs. "Aren't you sweet," she said. "I love a man who tends to my needs.""I live to serve my dear.""Damn, I'm going to smell like I've just fucked you when I get home. The good news is, Blake won't know what the smell is.""You want these?" I held her panties to her."Why don't you wear them," she giggled.I jumped up, stepped out of my pants and shorts that were still around my ankles, and as Sandra giggled, I slipped on the panties. The were a little tight, but not too bad. I stepped from behind my desk and twirled around for her. "How do I look.""Simply gorgeous panty-boy." She moved into my arms, and we stood kissing as she rubbed the front of the panties softly. It sure would have looked funny if someone had walked into the office with me in pink panties and her naked from the waist down."We never should have done this you know," she said between slurps."I know, Sandra. When are we going to do it again.""Sooner the better," she said as she stroked my soft cock through her panties. "The sooner the better."