Office Romance

We shared an office and Marjorie worked for me part-time on a job creation programme. I found her funny and attractive but we were both married. At the office Christmas dinner we ended the night slow dancing to a couple of numbers and she rested her head on my chest. Then in February she was due to leave. The thought of her imminent departure set me thinking and I realised that I had something of a crush on her, but didn't know how she felt. One lunchtime, all that changed. I took her to a café for some lunch and she was all chatty, wide eyed and vivacious. By the end of the meal I realised it was now or never. The waitress came and asked if we would like tea or coffee. I said no, just the bill, and I swear Marjorie looked disappointed. I leaned over the table and said its okay my place is just round the corner and we could have coffee there if she still had time. Normally she finishes at lunchtime and heads home in time for the kids getting in from school. Back in my house she followed me into the kitchen and as I put on the kettle she stared dreamily into my back yard. With the kettle on I stood behind her for about a minute just staring. My heart was pounding but I just had to find out if she felt the same way about me as I did about her. I tapped her on her left shoulder and she turned around. I said,"You know, I'm really going to miss you when you leave." I stepped forward and she reached up and we kissed for about a minute her tongue probing mine. When she stepped back I said, "I guess then that you feel the same." She just smiled and looked slightly embarrassed. I poured the tea and we went into the living room, sitting opposite each other on separate settees. I chatted on like nothing had happened and we both drank our tea. I wasn't sure what to do next but I was certain I would be unlikely to have another chance. When she finished I took her cup into the kitchen and put it in the sink. I returned to the living room but this time sat down beside her. We looked into each other's eyes and then began kissing once more, more feverishly than the first time. As we did so Maragaret lay back in the settee and I moved over her. I ran my hand up from her thigh over her waist and settled on her left breast. I cupped her small breast in my hand and I quickly found her nipple hardened against the cloth. I fingered her nipple between my thumb and finger, which elicited an excited moan. I then ran my hand once more down over the folds of her blouse and onto her skirt that was now starting to hitch up over her thighs. I felt the soft skin of her thigh, which she immediately moved out away from her body inviting me to explore further. I ran my hand up her thigh and then pressed my palm against her crotch. I felt her whole body jump with anticipation. I was now almost breathless with desire and again moved my hand up to her breast. This time I pulled the top buttons of her blouse free, placed my hand inside her bra and felt the flesh of her left breast for the first time. Her nipple felt enormous, almost bigger than her bud like breast and again she moaned loudly. I stopped kissing her and moved my mouth down to latch on to the exposed nipple clamping my lips around teat and soft brown aerolae. I felt her arch her body against mine and looked up to see her face straining with pleasure. I pulled the rest of her blouse undone and popped the bra up over her breasts setting both free. Now as I sucked urgently on her right breast I squeezed the left with my other hand. I switched breasts with my mouth and now my right hand was searching under her skirt once more. I pushed my hand down inside her panties past her rough bush and over her moist labia. As I rubbed she began to buck and thrust against my palm. Her whole vagina was sodden wet. Suddenly she arched her back and squeezed her legs together trapping my hand from moving and I realised that she had come. I rested my head on her chest for a few moments and listened to her heart thumping loudly. Then she pushed me up off her and reached down and began unbuckling my belt, unzipping me and in one movement her hand was inside my shorts grasping my firm cock and with her free hand she tugged my shorts down sufficiently to release cock and balls. I said, "Wait, why don't we go upstairs?" She asked if I had any condoms and I replied no. She looked crest fallen but I replied, "Listen, there's a whole lot of fun we can have short of full intercourse!" and she beamed a smile of approval. She entered the bedroom before me and was already releasing her bra and stepping out of her skirt as I entered the room. Without turning she lowered her pants stepped out of them and let them fall to the floor as she rushed under the covers of the duvet before turning to look at me, the covers pulled up to her chin. I took my time folding each item of clothing over the back of a chair before removing the next. I wanted to give her a show. Finally, down to by shorts, I turned to her and slowly removed them stepping out of them theatrically and tossing them over my shoulders with a smile. She laughed approvingly and pulled back the covers to usher me in. Her pubic area was a wild thicket of black pubic hair but cropped around the lips of her vagina so that her labia lips stood out proud from the hair. Her breasts were quite small but her nipples were enormous by comparison. Although she had four young children her belly was flat and firm. I joined her under the covers and was soon renewing my acquaintance with her breasts. I lay on top of her my hard cock nudging against her vagina but careful not to enter. Slowly I worked my way down her soft skin kissing and moistening it with my lips as I slowly made my way past the black thicket. I found her thickened labia lips and spread them with my fingers and began gently lapping her vagina with my tongue. Her clitoris now stood free from its hood and I was astonished at how big it was, like a budding penis. When I flicked my tongue over it she bucked wildly and I concentrated for a few minutes on teasing it further. By now she was groaning loudly until her orgasms overtook her once more and rendered her silent. After a few moments recovering she quickly pushed me over onto my back and climbed astride me. She put her fingers to her mouth and then pressed the saliva over my nipples that she then proceeded to squeeze until they stood harder than I ever can remember. Next she was kissing and flicking them with her fingers alternating aggressively between them. I had never experienced such rough treatment but found myself all the more excited. Next she worked her way down my body until she cupped my balls with one hand. I begged Marjorie to let me come. She said okay but got off me and lay down beside me. I was disappointed at first until she said, "Right, climb on me. Come up here," she said and I saw she had squeezed her two breasts together. "I want you to insert your cock here. First you have to lick all round them for lubrication and then fuck them." I had never done this before and found getting it right awkward at first. To make it work she moved down in the bed as I moved up and over her, my belly pressed over her face with each thrust. But the feeling was incredible and in a few seconds I was yelling, "I'm coming". When I had finished I looked down and on Marjorie's breastbone was the most incredible pool of spunk I have ever seen and some had splattered her chin and cheeks. Marjorie laughed and said, "I guess you must have needed that." All these years later I can recall that afternoon in detail and it has never lost its power to excite me to climax all over again.