Chris wants to continue what he started

Chris leans in, “You smell wonderful.”

“Is that why you come over to my desk so often?”

“No, that is so I can see your smile better.”

Sandra reaches across his body, “My, isn’t someone turning on the charm tonight? What is your end game tonight Chris?”

For once he seems nervous. They slip between her car and the one beside hers. He looks around and notices that the car is in near darkness. Emboldened, “I want to taste your lips. I have been dreaming of your lips for a long time.”

Sandra leans back against her car. Before she can reach out to encourage him, he leans in and kisses her passionately. Sandra wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him back, missing the passion of the forbidden kiss. He presses his body in to her and she can feel his cock pressing against her stomach. She can feel her body reacting and wanting him.

The kiss breaks and they are both are breathing hard. Sandra didn’t expect her voice to be so raspy, “Has it been like that all day?”

She can barely make out the confusion on his face. She wiggles against his erection. The moan that came from his throat did more to turn her on than the kiss. She pulls him in for another kiss as her hand slips down to caress his erection through his pants.

Like a beast, one hand grabs the back of her head forcing the kiss deeper, his other hand paws at her constrained breast. Sandra thinks for a moment that it has been ages since Josh has kissed and groped her like that. Then she was only focused on the man in front of her.

Sandra wanted him. She wanted to feel him. Her body ached for him. She pushes him away, forcing them to break the kiss. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” He voice was a whisper.

“No, but I felt a need to do it.” He steps back, “I’m sorry.”

Her hand still on his cock, she squats down, resting on her raised heels. She can’t see the shock and lust on his face. The only thing in her darkened view is the fly of his pants, which she quickly has open. She wishes that there is more light, but the thick, bobbing member in front of her didn’t need more light for her mouth to find it.

The slight saltiness of her precum had her matching his moan. She knew that she needs to be heading home, but she now wanted him and his cock more. His fingers tentatively touch the back of her head, as if this was a dream that he didn’t want to wake from. She lets the head pass her teeth, slightly surprised at the thickness of his cock, and how her mouth is starting to be filled. She lets it slip back out, licking the head and then her lips. She looks up at him to see him staring down at her. She opens her mouth and in a slow motion fills her mouth with his cock, only stopping when she could feel the tip just touch the back.

A sense of pride spreads through her as she watches his head loll back. His fingers pressing harder in to her head. She knows that he wants her to take it all. She isn’t sure how much isn’t in her mouth, but her nose isn’t touching him yet. She bobs her head up and down his cock sucking hard, her tongue working the underside.

She grips his legs, her lips sliding up and down his cock faster. His hands grip her head harder as his hips start to match her.

His voice is low with need and stealth, “Sandra. Oh fuck, Sandra.” She swallowed hard as he shot his cum in to her mouth, worried that some would dribble out and on to her costume. After many strong spurts his grip relaxes and she swallows once more. She licks the tip of his cock and sucks the last bit of cum from him.

Stull gripping his legs, she steadies herself. “Oh fuck.” She carefully stands and looks at Chris. “I can’t believe I just did that.”

Chris closes his pants and looks like he is about to bolt.

Sandra grabs him and hugs him tightly and melts as his strong arms wrap around her.

A few minutes later she is rushing home.