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Click hereHer legs thrashed about at my sides.
Her hadn gripped at my hair.
I pulled at her tits, I bit at her clit.
There was a sharp thump behind me, the sound of glass and aluminum against a patio door and then she screamed at me. "Harder. Mother Fucker. Harder." She howled at the top of her lungs. "Jesus Fuck."
She fought with me. She pressed to get me off of her. She kicked at me. She landed a heel at my kidneys that actually hurt and I responded by pulling at her nipple while pinching and twisting and she sucked air through clenched teeth. We wrested with my tongue and teeth clasped to clit.
"FA! Wha! Stop! Fuck! Don't stop!" I didn't. "Fuck!" she screamed. I was cumming myself, I was dry humping the sheets. So close to coming.
I would have come too except for the knock on the door that sent us rolling scrambling and falling from the bed. She grasped her towel; I rolled, fell, and collapsed into the bathroom.
There was quiet talk from the other room and then the sound of the door closing. I cowered until she opened the bathroom door.
"You are an asshole." She said grinning widely from ear to ear. "Come." She pulled me from the bathroom and shoved me towards the bed where she mounted me, her tits pressed to my face.
As she fucked me she told me about the brief chat she'd had with her assistant who had been worried about what was going on. She admitted our secret was out but only in the most limited way.
"I'm sorry." I apologized. "I got carried away."
"Don't be sorry." She said. She kissed me in a sloppy tongue lapping way. "Just watch." She leaned back and rocked on my hips in a slow and deliberate way." It was a hell of a show and I rewarded her with another great explosion of come.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoShit. Ignore the haters. They would not be able to put together anything like this. Do hope you write here and also post part 2 some time. Great read. Thanks for sharing
ofloveandlustover 7 years agoAuthorI still write, I just don't post them on here anymore. It's true, I love when someone loves my stories but I'm not writing to get published. I write as a distraction when I have a few extra minutes. I know what proofreading is and yes, when I read through them I see the errors but I don't read through them. I write them because I have a few minutes between calls and need a distraction. I let Word do a quick look at the spelling and grammar and then I post it. It's free. If you want polished ready to publish professional work... pay for it.
Anonymousover 7 years agowarm and fuzzy but sloppy.
You introduce him as a lonely salesman.
She's bitching about her bra.
"It was a long dress, one of those my wife bought."
This statement about the dress makes it as if this is his wife, or she's wearing his wife's dress. It would seem she is his wife and he's not a lonely salesman.
FASfanover 7 years agoBut if you had paid more attention to your presentation, as mentioned below, it would have been a five-star story. Good as it was, you owe it to yourself and your readers to offer the finest work you possibly can.
Read through it carefully after leaving it a while, or, even better, get someone else to read it and check for errors -- and don't ever trust spell-checkers!
As I said at the start of this comment, a good story -- please write more.
TJ911Turboover 7 years agoabout the editing as well as the story. It was a good read and I look forward to your next effort being a bit more polished. Perhaps even more exploits of a mature female exec and a middling sales guy at a trade show?
