My College Coworkers - Ch. 02

Tracy smiled.

"Look, Richard, I don't expect you to be exclusive with me. I love everything we do, but we're not a couple. I'm sure there are women lining up at your door to have super-orgasms like you give me."

I laughed out loud.

"I wish! But maybe you can write a letter of recommendation for me with a good rating that I can hand out."

This made Tracy laugh, and she spit out a little food that was in your mouth.

"Oh my god, you're so gross!" I yelled, which made her laugh more.

We talked about her upcoming trip, and I offered to drive her to the airport. She thanked me and then stood up to start clearing the table.

"I'll get the dishes," I said. "Just relax out here."

"Thanks," she said with a smile.

I cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. I grabbed some wet paper towel to wipe the table.

"Could you stop by every night after dinner and handle all the cleanup?" Tracy asked with a laugh.

"I'll do whatever you'd like... for the right reward."

Tracy laughed again.

"Yeah? I wonder if I could think of something you'd enjoy. Did you have anything in mind?"

"Hmmm," I said. "How about a hug?"

"I supposed I could do that," Tracy said as she stood up and wrapped her arms around me.

After a minute, I said, "Maybe a kiss would be nice."

"Well," Tracy said, "I suppose I could do that."

She leaned in and gave me a wonderful kiss, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I was already getting hard just feeling her body against mine and kissing her.

"Maybe I could help you some more," I said. "Maybe I could help you get undressed for bed," I said, breathing a little heavily.

"Yeah? You'd do that for me? That's so nice of you," she said, also while breathing a little more heavily.

I grabbed the bottom of her top and started pulling it up. She lifted her arms straight up, and I pulled the shirt over her head. I couldn't help but smile when her breasts came into view. I spun her around so her back was to me.

"So far, this reward is working out really well," I said quietly as I kissed her neck and reached around to cup both of her breasts. "I'll definitely clear your dishes for this," I whispered.

I continued kissing her neck and shoulders as I softly squeezed her breasts and gently pinched her nipples. My hard dick was pushing into the crack of her ass, and we were both breathing heavily. I slipped my hand into the waistband of her skirt. She had put panties on, but I slipped my hand inside those, too. For a couple of seconds, I massaged her pubic mound, running my fingers through her hair and applying just enough pressure to make Tracy moan as she pushed her butt back into my dick. When I slipped my finger into her pussy, I realized she was really wet. I stroked a few times before she pulled my hand out of her and turned to face me.

"Take off your clothes. Please," she begged, as she started unbuckling my pants.

I took off my shirt as she opened my pants and pushed them down. I was barely able to kick off my shoes before she pulled down my boxer-briefs. She stroked my dick for a second and kissed the deep-purple head of my dick.

"Sit on the lounger," she said. "At the end."

I kicked off my pants and underwear and moved to the lounger. Tracy quickly pulled down her skirt and panties. Jesus, I loved looking at her naked body!

Tracy walked over to me and pushed my knees apart. She moved between them and turned around, ending up with her back to me. She bent her knees like she was going to sit on my lap, but she reached between her legs, grabbed my dick, and lined it up with her pussy. I held her hips as she lowered herself all the way down. We both groaned. I reached around her to again cup both breasts. Tracy put her hands on my knees for leverage and immediately started bobbing up and down on my dick.

With her legs squeezed together, Tracy's pussy gripped my dick so tightly that every stroke felt incredible. Being able to massage her perfect breasts increased my excitement. Based on Tracy's whimpers every time I pinched a nipple, she liked it, too.

"Pinch a little harder," she whispered.

I obeyed her request and simultaneously pinched both of them a little harder, and she cried out.

"Y-e-e-e-s," she softly cried out.

I started alternating by squeezing an entire breast while pinching the other nipple, and then swapping. Tracy was moving up and down faster than before, and she was whimpering each time she dropped down. As wonderful as it felt, I thought I could still last a while since I had come right before dinner. But I wanted to see if Tracy could come more than once. So I pulled my right hand off her breast and started rubbing her clit while continuing to pinch her left nipple just a bit harder. Tracy started loudly grunting with each of her strokes.

Suddenly, after she lowered herself completely onto me, she cried out as she stayed down on me. I felt her pussy contract on my dick, and it felt fantastic. I continued to stroke her clit and pinch her nipple as she tried to lift up but didn't get more than an inch before she fell back down and just remained there as she let her orgasm shoot through her body. Instead of going up and down, her pelvis just rocked forward and back against my dick, perhaps more of an involuntary movement as a result of her orgasm than any intentional motion. Even with the minimal movement, it still felt good.

When her orgasm seemed finished, I removed my hands from her breast and her clit. But I only waited a few seconds before I put my hands on her ass and started lifting and lowering her. Although she seemed exhausted a second ago, she started using her legs again to lift and lower herself. The sloshing sound of my dick going in and out of her pussy was a testament to how wet she was. The tightness of her pussy and the slipperiness made for a glorious feeling.

I returned one hand to her nipple to pinch it like she requested. I used my other hand to rub her mound, which she seemed to like. We kept going like this for a few minutes, but now I was getting close. I wanted Tracy to come again, so I moved my hand from her mound back to her clit and rubbed it exactly as I did before. Tracy started moaning each time she dropped down, and I started grunting at the same time. After only a few more minutes, I felt her pussy contract on my dick as she cried out, and I groaned loudly as I exploded inside her. I pulled her body against me as I tried to continue stimulating her nipple and clit, but I lost a little focus as my own orgasm continued.

When I finished, Tracy fell back into me like a rag doll. I wrapped my arms around her waist and just held her in silence for at least five minutes. Finally, Tracy stood up and turned to look at me. As usual, her smile made me melt.

"Move back on the lounger," she said very quietly.

I did as she requested, leaning back against the upper section. She spread my legs and sat between them, leaning back onto me. Again, I wrapped my arms around her.

"I might never move," she said. "This feels nice."

I chuckled.

"Okay with me," I said.

Without my even realizing it, the sun had gone down. The only light came from the solar lights around the patio and the carriage lights mounted on the house. After fifteen minutes, Tracy moved.

"I need to take a shower. Join me?" she asked.

I smiled and nodded. She held my hand as we walked into the house.

Except for my spending a long time washing her boobs and her spending a long time washing my flaccid dick, we didn't do anything sexual in the shower; we were both exhausted. When we were finished, we dried ourselves off.

"I've got to go to sleep," Tracy said. "I can't keep my eyes open."

I wasn't quite sure what to do until she continued, "will you stay with me tonight?"

I hugged her and kissed her forehead.

"Yeah. I'd like that."

We crawled into bed naked. I got behind her and spooned her, wrapping my arm around her and placing it on her breast. She giggled.

"You just can't get enough, can you?" she asked.

"Not of you," I said as I kissed the back of her head.

Just before I fell asleep, I heard her say, "Good."