Your Assistant is Attractive, But...

Years ago I was in my mid-twenties, living in California and full of life. Though far from inexperienced with girls, I still hadn't fully blossomed yet, sexually. All that changed thanks to a woman I'll call K.

At the time I worked in media placement, doing business with a lot of sales representatives over the phone. K was one of them. I always wondered if her appearance matched the sexiness of her voice. In fact, her voice was only the beginning. She was attractive, in her late thirties or early forties and very easy to talk to. She had a female sales assistant that was closer to my age and I always thought K was trying to set us up to be together.

Little did she know that it was her that I was more interested in. I know she didn't suspect anything because once she took me and her assistant out to lunch, during which her assistant excused herself to the rest room. K asked me if I would like to ask her assistant out some time. I flat out told her I'd much rather make something happened with her, not her assistant.

This was far before the 'older woman, younger man' phenomenon became a constant in newspapers, magazines and every other place. In fact, at the time expressing this interest felt a bit taboo. K was silent when I told her. I didn't know if this meant the idea was ridiculous to her or that she was flattered. Her assistant returned to the table and we all continued with our genial conversation. I had no idea what to expect and was a little reticent to pursue her any further as her reaction was so hard to read.

The following week I got a call from her asking to go out to dinner. This was not unusual as far as our business went, so I wasn't sure what to think. Then I met her at the restaurant. It was a small, romantic French bistro that was very dark and intimate. That gave me my first clue. As we continued with dinner, we never spoke about dinner once. We only talked about each other, getting to know each other and becoming quite familiar.

Dinner seemed to fly by and in no time we were leaving the restaurant, walking the streets of the city back to her car. The topic of her hair came up and she mentioned that she was thinking of dying hers red. It was a dirty blonde at the time. She asked me what I thought. I sensed an opportunity.

I looked at her and smirked, "Red, huh? I guess I'd have to see you naked first to have an opinion." She half laughed. Even on the dark street, I could see her blush. I walked towards her and she slowly backed away, teasingly. Eventually we entered the darkened entryway of a small apartment building. We were quite concealed there.

Leaning down, I kissed her and pressed into her body as I pinned her against a wall. I wasn't sure how she'd react, but I soon had my answer as her tongue was the first to enter and explore my mouth. My body pressed against hers and I could feel her ample breasts against my chest. I began to slowly grind my crotch against hers. We were immediately filled with lust, passion and desire. I could hear both of our hearts beating wildly.

Slow, uneven clacking of her heels was heard as she shifted her weight, meeting and reciprocating the grinding of my crotch. I reached my hand under her blouse and began to caress her breasts, then teased her nipples between my thumb and fingers. I was tempted to escalate the situation right then and there, but knew I wouldn't be able to do nearly half the things I wanted to in such a public setting.

We went back to her place and began kissing and stripping our clothes away, piece by piece, leaving a trail to her bedroom.

By that time, she was in a black, completely sheer bra and nothing else. She looked amazing. She undid the clasp and incredibly, her large breasts didn't move at all. They were extremely large and firm, with small aureoles of a light pink color, with little nipples in the center about the size of a pencil eraser. If I had to guess, they must have been triple C's.

Sitting on the edge of the bed while she approached, I was mesmerized but not for long. My hands reached out and cupped her breasts. I was amazed by their weight and heft. I suckled her nipples and she closed her eyes and lightly moaned her approval. My throbbing manhood was twitching in my lap. My right hand reached down and caressed her pussy. She was very wet and I immediately smelled her excitement.

I was overcome with desire. I was no longer myself, but more of an animal consumed with primal desire. I spun her around bent her over so that her elbows were on her dresser, her eyes looking back at me through the mirror. My foot slid inside hers and slid it outward, spreading her legs slightly. I think we were both surprised over the lack of foreplay, but were simply giving in to the moment.

My cock slid between her thighs and pulsed against her groin. I placed my hands on her hips taking control of them, while the head of my cock pressed against the opening of her pussy. Our eyes met in the mirror and we hesitated for a moment, before I felt the head of my cock push between her swollen pussy lips. They seemed to grab around it with their slick, warm wetness. Slowly, I plunged inside her until the base of my groin was pressed firmly against her. I leaned down and kissed the back of her neck.

I started to pump her slowly but she would have none of it. She started arching her back and backing into my cock faster and faster, urging me that I wasn't fucking her nearly hard or fast enough. It's like she unleashed the beast within me. I started fucking her with as much carnal desire that I've ever experienced. She whimpered with each thrust.

In my loins I could feel an explosion building. I knew it was going to be incredible, but I wanted this experience to go on more than this.

My hips thrust backwards, pulling myself out of her. She seemed puzzled but I roughly pushed her back onto her bed. I started kissing up her calf, inside her knee then up her thigh. I started licking the crease where her leg meets her abdomen, then started flicking my tongue across the skin to the side of her pussy. It was pulsing, calling to me.

Then I began the same journey up her other leg. Up the calf, knee and thigh. As I began lightly flicking the skin to the left of her pussy, she began twisting trying to shove herself into my mouth. I kept teasing her and then began blowing onto her pussy. I swear, I though I could see her small patch of pubic hair waver and undulate with desire.

Finally, I slipped my tongue between her lips and licked upwards, making sure to keep the pressure against her clit to be extra, extra light. She screamed, so loudly I was shocked but satisfied that I was driving her wild.

"Do you like that," I asked. She responded with a wild, uninhibited, "Yes! Yes!"

I looked at her with an evil smile and said, "Well if you want me to continue, you're going to have to sit on my face." Having never done that before, I scurried and laid my head on her pillows, looking forward to the experience.

She straddled my chest and slowly lowered herself in front of my face. This time I showed no restraint. I plunged my face hungrily into her and began lapping her pussy with my tongue. I swirled my tongue around her clit, then flicked it up, down, side to side, made letters with my tongue on it, anything I could think of. She came in no time, cascading my face with her juices. This seemed to only encourage me more. I'd like to think that I was consciously responding to her but I was in an otherworldly state of passion. I sucked her hard into my mouth, kneading her clit with my lips. Her whole body crashed down on my face. She couldn't control herself either.

I could literally feel her juices almost flooding my nostrils. It was incredible. She came over and over, until she could no longer respond vocally. Instead, she could only breathe deeply in and out.

My hands reached her hips and pushed her down my body. She understood immediately and was soon straddling over my throbbing member.

Slowly, she guided me inside her with her hand. Then nestled completely down on top of my cock. We both let out a primal moan as our crotches met. She started raising and lowering herself as I fondled her breasts.

Don't get me wrong, it was fantastic. But after all this, I wanted to be the one fucking her. After a few minutes of riding, I pushed her back by the shoulders. She landed on her back and immediately spread her legs. I slid inside her and into her pussy in one motion.

Thrusting into her over and over, our moans were now out of control. There's no question her neighbors could hear us but we could have cared less. I plunged into her as deep as possible, then pulled out slightly, then plunged in again as my full weight pressed the tip of my cock into the nether regions of her inner pussy.

Just then, she wrapped her legs around mine, hooking her feet inside my ankles. This created an even tighter connection around my cock and drove me over the edge.

"I'mmmm....going.....to....cum," I mumbled somewhat coherently. I could feel the pressure build and build and then pulled out my cock, and collapsed on top of her.

My cock was pressed between our abdomens as I felt the first wave explode out of me. "Ahhhhhhhhhh," I yelled as I felt my hot cum spread between us. She pressed herself against my cock as the next wave hurtled out, "Oh my god, oh my god," I kept repeating as five or six waves of cum exploded between our stomachs.

We laid there for ten, twenty, maybe thirty minutes, completely immobilized. It's hard to know for sure how long. At that moment, that mattered little.