Pleasuring the Lady From Accounts

It was a quiet day in the office, on my own apart from our accounts lady was in too. A now single lady in her 50s, she was bustling around and catching my wandering eye. Being a quiet day I was on Solotouch, reading the stories and dipping in and out of the chat box. When not looking at Solotouch I was glancing at her milky thighs, she was a size 14 and wearing a short summer dress, when she sat down or bent down I had a lovely view of them and the lovely soft dimples of her cellulite. I was a bit nervous as I was sure she caught me gazing at her occasionally. Later on she came over to me to drop off some paper work and bent over my desk right next me, I could not help myself and stared directly into her cleavage, gaping open to the left of my face. I looked round, straight at her tits, the lace on her bra, I could see the dark shade of her nipples just through it, then up to her eyes as she began to talk to me. I must have gone a bit red. Just then a ping sound came on my computer and she looked at my screen. I hadn’t hidden the chat screen properly and she caught the conversation that was flowing. “ooh, that’s a bit naughty” she whispered in my ear, putting her hand on my thigh “sorry, I shouldn’t be looking at work - you wont say anything will you?” “hmm” she said “ click on that…. is that you, your profile?  oooh let’s read your stories then…”  before I knew she had my profile up and was reading my tales of sex and cum and my love of handjobs. She squeezed my leg harder and sighed. She gestured to me to pull up a chair and she pushed in front of my screen and began to read. She began to sigh, and chuckle as I grew in confidence I was not getting sacked, I put my hands on those lovely mike thighs of hers and rubbed her up and down. I sensed her legs open slightly and I moved higher up till I connected with her panties. Instinctively I pressed against her labia and she moaned softly. She had cotton panties on and I could feel the wetness and her warmth seeping through. I was then easily able to slip my fingers under the seam and push over her mass of pubic hair till I reached her soft wet moist pussy and pushed my fingers inside her. She gasped as I entered her with my other hand playing with her boobs, I slipped that hand inside the cup of her bra and found her stiffening nipple. As he read I quickly got up and locked the door form the inside and returned to ease up her dress so I could undo her bra strap, I couldn’t remove it completely but enough to move up and over her tits so I could feel her nipples properly. Then I eased her panties down as I kissed her neck…. and rubbed her cunt again faster. “what turns you on here the most?” she asked… as I frigged her clit ….  “my love of receiving hand jobs and giving orgasms with my tongue and fingers” I replied, as I spun her round on the chair and licked her dripping cunt. She leant back on the chair and groaned as I lapped up her flowing juices. She held my head in position as I lapped up her juices, she tasted amazing. Then I brought my fingers up to her clit and rubbed her again till she shuddered and came. After she came to, I stood up and she un-buckled my jeans and got me to take them off along with my boxers and I sat astride her on the chair. Sitting on her thighs, less either side of her. I pushed her dress up higher as she took my cock in her hands. We sat side-on to the computer as I toyed with her D cup tits and enjoyed her fingers on my cock, which was leaking pre-cum desperately. She began to chat to me about my stories, and was I going to write about her soon. She tugged on my cock as if looking for an answer. “Write for me!” she demanded. “I will, I will!” I promised…. as she pulled up on my cock, “give me something to write about” I replied She pulled me higher so my cock was between her boobs and stroked me faster, very now and again she rubbed my cock head over her nipples. suddenly my cock jerked in her hands and I sprayed cum all over her fingers and onto her chest. She pulled each and every last drop out of me until I was spent. Keeping a tight grip on my cock, as my orgasm subsided, she just said “Now you can write….”