Ann: A Love Story Ch. 10.5

Nancy was amazing. She knew her way around a man's cock and balls, and even played with my asshole just a little. She couldn't see much; at least it had to be difficult considering where she was. But that certainly wasn't bothering her. It likely was fueling the passion that she was using to attack my shaft. I was too fat for her to take my entire prick down her throat. It was actually the rare woman that I'd found that could do it, so I wasn't disillusioned.

While I had been so worked up, I was a long way from cumming when Nancy started sucking on my head. I got closer every moment. The feelings, the smell of her in the office, the sounds of slurping emanating from under my desk; they all added to my state of arousal. I felt like I was approaching the brink myself, but the infernal ringing of the phone interrupted my thoughts.

Knowing Nancy wanted this particular fantasy, and all too well after my weekend trip the power that kind of role-playing can provide, I took the call, using the speakerphone so she could hear.

"Good afternoon, Neil...THOMAS!" I kind of yelled as Nancy took my balls in one of her hands and gave them a loving squeeze.

"Hey Man, are you okay?"

"Hey Mark. Yeah, I've actually never had a better day at work in my entire...LIFE!"

My friend from S-T Incorporated was calling to return a message I'd left earlier in the day.

"Where's Sexy at today? I missed her voice."

Mark was referring to Nancy. She did have an incredible set of sultry pipes when she wanted to use them. He had met Nancy when he came down for a plant tour, and he was struck by how she matched the voice. His theory was that usually, when you would meet someone with a great voice, they'd be ugly. Nancy was the exception to his rule, and he always referred to her as Sexy when he called me, although I was sure he'd never mentioned it to her.

"You mean Nancy?" I asked.

"Of course. I feel like I just got cheated, man. I love her voice. And knowing she's got an incredible body to match...I get all worked up just thinking about her. After Denise, I can't get those slightly older babes out of my mind."

I knew Nancy could hear what Mark was saying about her, but she wanted to hear more. She pushed my chair away from my desk and crawled out from under it. Her smile went from ear to ear as she sucked my cock deep into her mouth.

"So what are you saying?" I asked, hoping to set him up.

"I'm saying that I missed Sexy's voice. Fuck, she's one of the reasons I call you so much...just hear her say hello. And since Denise, I've gotten hard every time I've talked to her this week. Where is she? Is she sick?"

"No, she's fine. She's having a problem with one of the department heads. She's on the floor out in the plant. I think she's got her hands full right now."

Nancy let out a little giggle, and Mark noticed. "What was that?" he asked.

"What was what?" I said, trying to play it off.

"I heard someone laugh."

"I think you've got Nancy on your brain, Mark. She really gets to you, doesn't she?"

"Fuckin' A, man. I love redheads. I just wonder if she's a natural. With that dark tan and no freckles, it's hard to tell. But I'd love to find out. Tell me, Neil, have you ever tried to tap that pussy?"

"Not yet. I'm not allowed to until next week," I said, knowing he'd wonder what I was talking about.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I don't have time to go into it all right now. I'll have to explain it to you later. Right now, I'm dealing with what's about to become a very sticky situation. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Are you trying to blow me off, man?"

That made Nancy laugh again over my cock, and Mark pressed again.

"What is that noise?"

I looked at Nancy, and shrugged my shoulders. She smiled and pulled off my cock, and started stroking it.

"Hi Mark! How are you?"

"Sexy...I mean, Nancy?"

"You can call me Sexy if you want. I don't mind."

"How...how long have you been there?"

"I've heard every word, baby. You sure know how to make an old girl feel wanted."

"Holy shit, Neil. Why didn't you tell me she was there?"

"How was I supposed to know you were going to spill your guts?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...you said she was on the plant floor dealing with a department head."

"I am. I'm on my knees right now, and I've got his head in my hands. Well, one of them, anyway. And he wasn't trying to blow you off. I'm blowing him...that's why I laughed."

"What!" Mark yelled over the phone.

"He's got a great cock...is yours as nice as Neil's, Mark?"

"I...I...I don't know what to say?"

"That's okay...maybe the next time you come down for a tour, you can show me yourself. Sounds like you'd like to; how did you put it...'tap my pussy?' I think I'd love for you to tap my pussy, Mark."

"Well fuck me!" he said.

I laughed. "Not without Jill's permission. Hey, maybe the next time you come down, bring Jill with you. I'm sure she'd love Nancy too."

Nancy blushed and said, "I've never been with a woman before."

"I don't hear you saying no," I said as winked at her.

"I didn't say I wasn't interested. I just said I've never done it."

That got my cock jumping in her hand. I'd had enough foreplay too.

"Mark, I gotta go. Nancy's about to get a mouthful."

"Wow...okay. Thanks for getting me all worked up."

"That's what you wanted anyway, honey," Nancy said, "and by the way...I'm a natural redhead!"

I heard Mark groan just before I cut off the speaker to end the call.

Nancy didn't wait. She knew what I needed, and by the way she attacked my stiff dick, it was pretty clear that she needed it to. At the very least, she certainly wanted it. We were both so hot from the conversation we had with Mark that we couldn't wait anymore. I seriously considered breaking the 'no fucking' edict put in place by Ann. At that moment, it seemed impractical and more than a little unreasonable.

Yet, I had learned over the last few years that a man without character was not a man. He becomes a liar and a cheat. The same goes for women. And that's especially true of those who stray from their vows. And while I hadn't made a strict promise, or taken an oath, or even pledged anything specific to Ann, she was left with the impression that I wouldn't fuck Nancy. And that was enough to constitute a vow to me, and to Nancy as well.

Instead, Nancy was hell bent on keeping her word too. The word she gave Emma as we teased with wordplay; dancing and skipping around what we were really doing in my office. When she said she was going to suck it up and swallow, she had alluded to her pride, and she was certainly proud of her ability as a cocksucker. Nancy was sucking me with a fervor that made my blood rise. And my cum!

"I'm going to cum, Nancy!" I said, letting her know of the impending explosion that was building in my balls. I didn't have to wonder if she was going to swallow; unless, of course, she had only said what she said just for the effect.

Nancy latched on to my cock with her mouth, and started pumping my shaft furiously with her dainty hands. She let out a moan as she squeezed my sack, trying to entice the sperm to rise from them. I groaned in response, my hips bucking upward, forcing more of my prick past her lips.

Nancy's cheeks hollowed and I felt the vacuum inside her oral cavity expand the head of my cock. I felt a huge spasm hit my groin, and I lurched up a little as I spewed my hot semen. Nancy tittered as she ingested my load. She was a pro, and never spilled a drop.

She was sucking my shaft, trying to find more sperm to taste, when we heard the bell again. The workday was over, at least for me. Nancy had another hour to go.

She lifted off of my cock and said, "Are we done?"

"I'm empty, if that's what you're asking."

"I'm sure you can cook up some more of your tasty treat."

"Yeah, but that would take a little while. I'm not eighteen anymore."

"And I'm not twenty-eight...but you've made me feel that way again, Neil."

I lifted my partner up off the floor, and we exchanged a sexy kiss. She was still fondling my cock and balls. I was semi-hard, and knew if I gave her enough time, Nancy would be able to get me up. But that would lead to the next step in any sexual meal. First you start with an appetizer, and you'll find yourself diving into the main course.

I broke off the kiss, and she sighed. I was a little surprised there was no comment about my shaved cock, or my kissing her after I'd cum in her mouth. Granted, she'd left me no actual cum to savor. Only the aftertaste remained on her tongue. But it was a rare woman that didn't acknowledge one or the other, and most mentioned both. Nancy seemed to know the question that was running through my mind.

"I'm not some naïve little girl, Neil. While you've gotten me to rethink my attitude, and I'll seriously consider your recommendation that I dress a little younger, the fact remains that I'm 42. I've been around the block quite a few times, although it has been a long time. I felt like it was my first time today...I'm way out of practice. But don't let that fool you...I'm a bit of a slut; at least, I used to be. The fact that you haven't shocked or surprised me with your personal sexual habits doesn't mean I don't appreciate them. I love a man that gives great head. I love a man that thinks about sex, yet takes his sweet time having it. I love a man that's secure enough to kiss a woman after she's sucked him off. And I love a man that takes the time to make his enormous package hairless; there is nothing like sucking a hard, bald cock. You're not the first for me in any of those things, Neil. But you're the only one that's done them all that I can recall. I only wish I could fuck you right now. But that will have to come another time."

Nancy let go of my cock, and turned to get her underwear. I grabbed them off the desk first.

"These belong to me now, Nancy. I'd like a souvenir of this little adventure."

"So you want me to go back to my desk without my underwear?"

"And your hair just like it is. I want you thinking about me the rest of the day."

"The rest of the day? Hell, I'm never going to be able to forget this for the rest of my life; but fine, I'll do it for you. It'll keep me on edge until I get home to my dildo."

Nancy got dressed, and just knowing she was naked underneath made it difficult for me to get my jeans back on. I handed her a mirror, and she checked her look. She had a glow about her that was magical. I put her underwear in a brown lunch bag I had in my desk, and walked around the desk to the side she was now standing on. We shared one last kiss, and I unlocked the door.

"See you tomorrow, Sexy," I said as she walked out to an empty production floor.

"Goodbye, Neil. Tell Ann I said thank you."

I watched Nancy sway her hips seductively as she walked away. Her red hair flowed like a supermodel standing in the wind. I could just make out the sides of her supple and free breasts bouncing as her pumps hit the hard concrete floor. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why I hadn't seen her as potential sexual partner before.