One Fine Day Ch. 01

This story is a converted on line scene between two close friends. I hope it makes sense and that you enjoy it. This is the first part. Part two will pick up where this leaves off.

And a special thank you to the special friend who shared this with me!

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She sneaks into her boss’s office, dressed in a business suit and strappy heels totally inappropriate for the office. “Hi.”

“Hi,” he said, not looking away from the screen.

“What are you doing?” she slips behind him and looks over his shoulder.

Tony sighs, “Just answering client emails.”

“Awwww poor thing.” Jenn leans over and nibbles his left ear lobe.

“Ohhhh mmmmmm…” Tony moans with pleasure.

Jenn sucks on it a little longer then kisses the side of his neck. She comes around to sit on his desk a little, one hip settling there, that foot dangling as her shoe slips to hang from her toes, “So what are You doing this weekend?”

Tony is very distracted by her dangling high heels. He clears his throat, “Sorry, did you ask me a question?” He swallows and wrenches his eyes away from her shoe…all the way up to her ankle. “Oh…uh…soccer and soccer picture day.”

She chuckles and crosses her legs, sitting more fully on his desk. “Oh picture day is always an event!”

Tony belatedly remembers to shut his mouth and stop drooling.

She slides one hand down her calf to readjust the strap of the dangling shoe and pull it more firmly against her foot. “Does the studio offer you playing cards?”

Tony is lost, staring at her feet. “Umm, baseball like cards, yeah.”

Jenn adjusts her position so both legs are dangling and sticks one foot out, twisting it a little to admire her shoe. “Yeah, those...we always buy them, the nephews love them.” She pauses and looks at her shoe, “Such a pretty rhinestone on the buckle there don't you think?” She points to right below the ankle bone on her right foot.

Tony is completely lost to her smooth manipulations, (and hs foot fetish), “Sooo pretty.” His eyes glaze over.

She shifts again and sets her foot on the edge of His chair, between His legs. “And the one in the middle, over my toes? It looks too delicate to be holding those straps together.”

Tony murmurs, “Delicate, yes. Pretty. Toes.” He is way lost in some fantasy.

She stifles a giggle, “Maybe you should check, make sure it's still snug, please?” She wiggles her foot, brushing his inner thigh. She gives him a small helpless look, even though he’s not looking at her face.

He strokes her shoe, “Snug. Yess.” His hand slid over her foot. “Let me…snug…”

She slips her foot from his caressing fingers, spreading her thighs a little, her skirt riding up past mid thigh, and puts her left foot beside her right. “Can you check this one too?” She flutters her eyelashes. The effect is totally lost on him.

Tony clears his throat, “Check…yessss.” He caresses her foot, strokes the shoe. “Snug. Yes. Very pretty.”

“Mmmmm thank You.” She strokes his cheek with cool fingers and swings her feet from his chair. His eyes flutter, he moves into her caressing hand.

She slips her shoes off, letting them fall to the floor with a small thud and slides her feet back into his chair, cupping his cock and stroking…stroking with her toes.

“Ohhhhhh” Tony moans in surprise and ecstasy. “Yesssssss.”

She strokes with her right foot...up and down the length of His cock...her left foot cupping His balls.

Tony’s eyes glaze and His head rolls back, dropping against His executive chair. He is drifting totally consumed by sensation.

She reaches forward and unzips his pants, wriggling them down past his hips, exposing him to her stocking clad feet.

“Ohhh my…” Tony’s voice tapers off. Then he wakes slightly, flushes. His cock is throbbing, rock hard.

Jenn leans back again and strokes His cock, running her toes over the head.

Tony moans, “Oh I am so hard. Sooo hard.”

She whispers, “Yes, completely exposed to my silky toes.”

“Exposed…” the word ends on a moan.

She’s caressing, stroking. He slides further down in his chair, moans again. “Pure sssenssationnnn.”

She puts one foot on either side, holding tight, sliding them up and down.

His cock starts to twitch.

She rubs under the head, then back down to the base, knees together to get a tight grip.

He spreads his legs wide. Struggles to remember to breathe.

He moans, “Ohh, please.”

She gets a good grip on His desk, strokes harder, faster with her feet.

He slide through the arches, her toes massage the head of His cock.

He pants, “So close nowwww!”

Her feet move faster…carefully but faster...tighter, feeling him swelling, thickening.

“Ohhh ohhh ohhhh!”

She starts talking start talking softly, “Cum for me...i know you can.” Strokes Him faster

Hi upper body begins to move.

His balls tighten.

The precum drips.

She watches him, torn between his face and his cock.

Then he spasms.

Shooting out.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

She laughs, delightedly, as her feet get covered in hot sticky cum.

He slips out of his chair and begins licking her feet.

She gasps and giggles then sighs in absolute pleasure.

Tony is cleaning and licking all my cum that landed on her. Lick and bathing both feet luxuriously.

She is moaning softly.

“Ohhh Jennnnn…”

She is wriggling in pleasure, her toes, her body. She grins, “such a nice mouth you have.”

Tony finishes with his cum and her toes then looks up and smiles. She smiles back.

She hops off his desk and starts rolling her stockings down her legs.

Tony sighs in delight.

She turns her back and bend over, legs splayed, to remove them from her feet.

Tony moans and moves towards her.

She wiggles her ass as she switches from one foot to the next.

Tony’s eyes glaze again.

Giggling, she straightens up and glances over her shoulder at him. She drops a stocking and bend over from the waist to retrieve it.

A word softly escapes his lips.

Her skirt rides up.

He moves in.

She laughingly looks at him from between her knees, “What was that you said?”

He kneels to taste her and drink in the nectar. “Anything, I said anything.”

“Oh!!” she gasps and wavers, her hands dropping to the floor to brace herself.

He licks and sucks and nibbles. His cock is hard again as he focuses on her pleasure.

She is panting, her knees wavering...her legs spread wide open.

Tony moans as his tongue goes in and he works a finger up into her tight sheath. Her world is entirely his fingers, lips, tongue, teeth

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she is moaning, shuddering. Little gasping squeals escape her.

He is willing her to greater pleasure.

Her palms are flat on the floor, trying desperately to keep her from falling.

He feels her orgasm getting closer.

She is getting wetter by the second, pleasure overcoming her. She shifts position, placing one palm over her mouth to muffle the scream of pleasure.

Fingers buried in her pussy, stroking her.

Jenn bites deep into her palm, the scream getting louder, the orgasms coming one after another without pause. With one last moan against her cunt, Tony drops to the floor, spent.

She drops to her knees, on all fours, panting.

Behind her she hears, “Mmmmmmmmmmm.”

He can barely look at her, his cheeks are flushed, his breath coming in gasps.

Her skirt is around her waist, cunt dripping wet. She rolls to her back and rests her head on her hands, legs splayed wide open and she gasping for air.

Her pussy is soaked, glistening and wide open....waiting. He moans when his head rolls to the side and he glimpses her.

She shivers, wanting more. She whispers something.

He looks at her, leans in to hear her, “What?”

She moans, “Pleeeease…”

He moves in to her.

She moans again, “Tony, pleeeeease!”

He moves purposefully, swiftly. Kneeling between her legs he grips his cock and guides it into her.

Having had her eyes closed, she cries out in surprise and pleasure as he splits her open, fills her.

He looks at her, briefly worried

She raises her hips against Him, “More!”

Reassured, He moves in and they move in rhythm. He covers her mouth in kisses and kisses her neck.

“We're sweaty and stained,” he murmurs.

“Oh yes. Dirty.” She moans and meets his thrust. He can feel her damp stockings under his legs.

She clenches herself around him, squeezing his cock tight.

He pulses and begins to fill her sexy pussy.

She shudders, cumming around him as he fills her. Tony moans loudly, almost shouting. She puts her hand over his mouth to keep him quiet. “Shhhhh…we are in the office!” She bucks against his cock.

“ohhhhhh Jennnnnn!”

She murmurs his name, perfectly satisfied then chuckles low in her throat.

He looks at her, raising his eyebrows, at her chuckle.

she smiles fondly, “Quite a foot/shoe fetish you've got there!”

He smiles wantonly at her. “You had me hypnotized, lover.”

Her smile changes, broadens and she laughs gently, “what could i do? You were drooling over them, practically on them!”

“You could do anything, you know that.”

She smiles “A foot job wasn't something i expected to do for you.” He moves, laying beside her on the plush carpet.

She pouts, “and now look at my suit! All rumpled...if you weren’t you i'd punish you for it!”

“Nor was I expecting it, but it, and you, are amazing.” He laughs softly. “I think we can expense your dry cleaning and a new suit.” He pinches her breast lightly, “but I get to pick it out, and the accompanying footwear, agreed?”

“Most certainly!”

“Very good.”

“I was rather surprised about it myself. The foot job that is.”

He smiles at her. “Now, we need to clean up and get out of here.”

She grins saucily and wriggles against him. “Yes, we do.”

He moans softly and runs his fingers down her blouse to tease her nipples. “This working at home stuff really works, I must say!”

She shivers and arches into his hand, “Oh You tease!”

“Come on now, you know we have to get dinner going, the Smiths will be over soon.”