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The Government Inspector

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: torno35 Posted on: 15 Nov 2003 1 comments
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I recently had an unexpected encounter with a government inspector.My company does business with the federal government. As such, we are subject to yearly inspections of our records and operations. This year, it fell to me to deal with the inspector. It was late in the afternoon when my secretary announced on my intercom that the inspector was here. I told her to bring him in. To my surprise, the inspector was a woman. Usually, they are men, officious and irritating. I am not short, but she was taller than I am, a large woman, not striking in appearance, but pleasant, looking unexpectedly apprehensive. She explained that she was a lawyer, had no real experience in our kind of work, and would appreciate my help in going through the inspection.Working together, we finished what she had to do in our offices by about six-thirty. As she was gathering up her papers, she asked me if I could call a cab to take her to her hotel. For some strange reason, I broke my long-standing rule never to mix a business relationship with something personal, asking her if she would like to have dinner with me, offering to drop her off at her hotel later. Something about her was quite appealing to me. She accepted, and now I was apprehensive, wondering where this was going to lead.During dinner, we talked about her husband, her two children, politics, movies, Bob Dylan and Rambling Jack Elliot, and, at some point, I knew exactly what was about to happen. Our eyes met, and I knew that she knew. We had found each other.After dinner, I drove her to the hotel, not dropping her off at the lobby door but pulling into the parking lot. She agreed that I should see her safely to her room, then into her room, where we sat silently, side by side on the couch, looking at each other with the lights out. With the window curtains open, we could see each other plainly in the half-dark. Without a word, I moved over next to her, put my left hand around her shoulder, against her cheek, and kissed her, tentative at first as it always is, then with our tongues together. My right hand dropped to her left breast, rubbing my flat palm against the hard, erect nipple that I could feel through her sweater. Then, she sat staight up, saying this is unbelievable, we are perfect strangers, we can't have sex, right here and now, can we? I replied that we could and we would. She looked at me for a long time, evidently deciding something, then stood up, saying yes, you are right, then that she had to go into the bathroom to change. She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I went over to the bed and took off all of my clothes, laying on top of the covers, lightly playing with my erect penis. She took several minutes in the bathroom, water being turned on and off, then she walked out, wearing the hotel bathrobe, not belted but open in the front. She came over to the bed, not saying anything, apparently not surprised to see me naked, sliding over next to me, on her back, with the robe open. Her breasts were full, rolling over to each side, her legs together, barely showing the light brown, curly hair at the top of her thighs. When I began to suck on each nipple, her legs began to open up, wider and wider. She was already wet and slippery when I put one finger inside her vagina, then moved it up to roll and rub her clitoris. At first, she seemed surprised when I began to run my tongue down over her stomach, approaching her clit, but she quickly opened her legs a little more, and I could feel her clit under my tongue. It was not large and protruding, the kind that you can suck and roll around in your lips, but it was there and apparent. I slipped one finger back into her vagina, and I could feel it contracting in pulsations as she came while I tongued her clit. She made little sounds when she came, holding my head in both hands, pushing it down. I was stiff and erect after all of this, and I moved up between her legs, my cock going in easily, glans and foreskin sliding in through the folds and ridges, burning hot, until I could feel the end. I thought that she would come again, and she did, this time pulsating on my cock as I climaxed at the same time. I stayed inside of her, resting on her breasts, when I realized that she was crying, tears running down her cheeks. When I asked her why, she said that she had no idea, maybe it was because she had realized that, after tonight, we would never see each other again, forever. I said that it didn't matter, we were secret sharers, among all the people in the world we had found each other and could never forget. It wasn't much of an answer, but it was the best I could do.