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“I want to forget about him for now. I want to be in your arms, feel you against me, feel you in me.”

Chris gently cups her face in his hands and kisses her softly.

Sandra leans into him, kissing him back. He breaks the kiss and Sandra is left gasping for air. “More, please?”

He pulls her tight against him and kisses her deeply, their tongues dancing. Both are panting when they finally break the kiss.

Chris looks down at her, her nipples clearly tenting the t-shirt. “You look lovely and sexy.”

He pulls her down onto his lap and kisses her again, his hands caressing her back.

Sandra wraps her arms around him and loses herself in the kiss and his tender caress. She moans into his mouth as his hand slips past her waist and gently squeezes her ass. She breaks the kiss. “I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you.” She slips off his lap and kneels before him. “Please, let me have your hard cock in my mouth.” She slips her hands up his thighs and then rakes her nails down the shorts.

Chris thrusts upward.

Quickly Sandra reaches up, grabs the waistband of his shorts and pulls them down over his hips, happy to see that he hadn’t been wearing any underwear. She slows down once she has them past his waist, prolonging fulling releasing his cock. Once it pops free, she smiles up at him and licks the length of his hard cock. She works his shorts the rest of the way down his legs, before pushing his knees apart. Working her way up to his balls, she nips and kisses his inner thighs. She inhales deeply his musky scent before sucking one of his balls into her mouth.

Chris lets out a guttural groan. With a tender touch, he caresses her cheek, bringing her eyes to focus on his.

Sandra looks into his eyes as her tongue toys around his ball. She releases it and doesn't break eye contact as she licks and slurps up his rock hard cock. She can’t help to close her eyes as she reaches the head, sucking it between her lips, moaning wantonly as the taste of his pre-cum covers her tongue. Slowly she sinks down on his cock, savoring the way it feels as it pushes her jaw open, fills her mouth and presses against the back of her throat. She opens her eyes and looks up at him. Seeing the look of lust and ecstasy on his face only made her want him more.

She slips off his cock, cradling it in her hand. Kissing the sensitive spot on the underside of the head after each word, she asks, “Should. I. Continue?”

Chris can barely breathe. “Please. Oh yes, please.”

Sandra takes a deep breath and smiles up at him as she spreads her lips around the head of his cock and fills her mouth with it again. She stops only to wink at him as she pushes herself further down on his cock until her nose presses against him.

Chris forces himself not to thrust into her mouth as he watches in awe. The feeling of her mouth around his cock was amazing, and how she snakes her tongue around the shaft makes him want to cum. When she took the head of his cock in her throat, he almost came. “Oh fuck. You are so hot. I don’t know how much I can take.”

Sandra reaches under her skirt and teases her pussy, feeling how wet her labia were. She whimpers and does tiny little bobs, her nose never losing contact with his stomach. Using tiny swallows to massage the head of his cock, she savors the fullness and the slight pain from the stretching.

She pulls about halfway back and mumbles round his cock. “Iths otay. Khum if hu eed ho. Ihm hot heaving for a while.” She takes him back deep in her mouth and sucks lightly as her head gets in a rhythm of sliding up and down his cock, sometimes taking him into her throat, but never having less than half in her mouth.

Chris watches his sexy co-worker working his cock, wanting to let his head fall back, but unable to take his eyes off the sexy scene. “Oh yes. I’m so close. Gawd, you suck cock so good.”

Sandra moans at the compliment. She cups his balls, rolling them in her hand as her head bobs up and down faster. “Give me. I want your cum.” She slams her own head down on his cock, her nose pressing hard into him. She sucks and swallows, her throat squeezing and massaging the head of his cock.

She feels him swelling, signaling that he is about to cum. She pulls back a bit, keeping the head in her mouth. Her tongue flicks the sensitive spot under the head as she jerks him with one hand and rolls his balls with the other.

Chris arches as the orgasm slams through his body, sending spurt after spurt of cum into his lover’s mouth.

Sandra hungrily swallows his cum, not wanting to waste a drop. As he relaxes, she sucks softly, collecting the last bits of cum in her mouth. Keeping hold of his cock, she slips her mouth off his cock and savors the taste of his cum in her mouth; she swallows the last bit before licking his cock clean. Giving his cock and each testicle one last kiss, she climbs on to the sofa beside him.

Chris wraps one arm around her back and pulls her in for a hard kiss. His other hand slides up her stomach and gently squeezes her breast through the t-shirt. “Fuck. You can do that anytime you want.”

“Mmmm. Whenever I find a great cock, I just love having it in my mouth. When it tastes as good as yours, it is just a bonus.”

He pushes her on to her back, following her down, kissing her again. “Time for me to return the favor.” He kisses his way down her body, spending a little extra time on the tented fabric covering her hard nipples. When he got to the hem of her shirt, he pushed it up a little and traced the waistband of her skirt with tiny kisses.

Sandra moans as his lips finally touch her skin. She lets one leg drop over the side of the sofa, waiting for this teasing, attentive man to get to where she needs him and where she hopes he wants to be.

Chris feels her shift under him and kisses down her left thigh to her knee, just below the hem of her skirt. “May I?”

Sandra looks down her body at him. Without saying a word, she lifts her other leg over the back of the sofa and pulls her skirt up, exposing her needy, wet pussy.

He smiles like he has won the best prize in the world and kisses and nibbles achingly slowly down the raised thigh until he gets to her pussy. He inhales deeply and then plants the tenderest kiss on her labia.

Sandra moans and pushes her hips up, but he is expecting that and doesn't let her increase the pressure any.

Unable to control himself any longer, he opens his mouth wide and covers as much of her as he can. Sucking to create a seal, his tongue pokes at her once before finding the split between her lips. He laps from top to bottom and on his way back up; he drives his tongue as far as he can into her.

She gasps at the sudden onslaught and bucks against his mouth, her hands gripping the sofa tightly.

He continues lapping and probing her, avoiding her clit, trying to suck every bit of her wetness from her. His hands slide under her shirt and up her body, covering her breasts as he kneads them.

Sandra whimpers. “More. Please, more.” One hand grabbing his hair, trying to direct him to her clit, but he wouldn’t move. Her body was skyrocketing to an orgasm, but as she went higher and higher, the orgasm kept getting further away.

His hands narrowed to her hard nipples, pinching and rolling them as his tongue fucked her. He had to concentrate on his mouth as her bucking hips made it hard for him to keep in place, and the tugging and pulling on his hair only made it more difficult. He shifted his mouth slightly and found her erect clit. Sucking it in his mouth and swirling his tongue around it, his fingers gave her nipples an extra hard squeeze and twist.

Bolts of energy rocketed back and forth between her clit and nipples and Sandra screamed as the orgasm slammed into her body, sending waves of pleasure from her clit and nipples out to her fingers and toes and back again.

Her body went slack as quickly as it had gone rigid. Chris released her nipples and clit and gently licked her pussy, savoring her cum. He slid up her body and kissed her as he held her close.

“Oh gawd. Thank you. That was amazing.” She could feel the heat and hardness of his cock against her thigh. Pressing against it slightly, “I take it you enjoyed it as well.”

“I love the way you taste. Making you cum like that is very exciting for me.”

She caresses his head. “Give me a few minutes and we can see if we can find other ways to make each other cum.”

Her breathing settles as they kiss and cuddle.

“I'm going to get us some water. While your cum sates one type of thirst, it does nothing for another.” He carefully gets off her and walks, half-naked, to the kitchen.

She is sitting up when he returns with two large bottles of water. Both drink deeply. Her hand squeezes his thigh, and she giggles as his now flaccid member twitches. “Is that a pavlovian response?” She squeezes his thigh again and got the same reaction. “Mmm. I like that. I wonder if I can get it to do that in the office, too.”

“I think someone may notice you squeezing my thigh.” He kisses her softly.

She returns it passionately, her hand sliding up his thigh to hold his thickening cock. “I need to feel you in me. I still have that want, that need to feel you in me.” She gives his cock a slight squeeze. “Tell me. Where do you want to fuck me? How do you want to fuck me?”

He cups her face in his hands. “I don’t care. I just want to be with you.”

She kisses him hard. “I’m offering myself to you any way you want me. I could straddle you and ride you right here on the sofa, or you can take me back to your bedroom, throw me on my back and fuck me that way, or bend me over something and pound me from behind. I don’t care. I just want your wonderful cock inside me.”

He stands up and takes her hand, leading her back to his bedroom. Sitting her down on the end of the bed and slowly removes her t-shirt as they kiss. He smiles and pushes her back, both smiling like kids. He quickly pulls his shirt off and throws it to the side. Grabbing the waistband of her skirt and she lifts her hips to help him remove it. He looks down at the woman who he has lusted after for so long, naked on his bed.

Sandra smiles up at him, spreading her legs apart, one hand massaging her breast while the other lightly circles her hooded clit.

He bends over her, nibbling her neck and ear. “You don't know how many times I have imagined you here in my bed.”

Sandra wraps her arms and legs around him, holding him against her. “Well, I’m here now and I’m willingly giving all of myself to you.”

He lifts himself slightly, and she reaches between them, taking hold of his throbbing erection. Lubricating the head with her own juices, she lines him up to enter her. With an unsaid agreement, he slowly sinks into her, both letting out long, low groans of pleasure.

Sandra locks her ankles behind him and holds him in her. “Just give me a moment to savor this.”

Chris kisses her passionately as he grinds his hips into hers, trying to get even deeper.

“Oh, gawd yes. You really want to fuck me now, don’t you?”

“I have wanted to fuck you since I started working with you.”

Sandra unlocks her ankles. “Then have me. Take me and fuck me.”

Chris pulls almost all the way out and drives deep into her. He works to a steady pace, watching her moan, squirm and massage her own breasts. He puts his elbows under her knees and presses her into bed, as he increases the intensity.

“Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” She reaches up and rakes her nails down his back. “Today I’m the woman of your dreams. Today I’m your lover, your slut, whatever you want me to be.”

He arches his back as he feels her nails leave marks on his back. “I’m going to fuck you hard. I’m going to make you call out my name as you cum and I’m going to cum deep into you.”

“Yes. Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Use me! Fill me with your cum.” She throws her head back and screams, “I’m cumming Chris! I’m cumming on your big fucking cooooooockkkk!”

He only drives into her harder as her pussy spasms around his cock, his own orgasm quickly following hers. He bellows as he slams into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he shoots his load.

Panting and covered in a sheen of sweat, he leans down and kisses her hard.

She wraps her arms around him and holds him to extend the kiss. “Thank you. I needed to be fucked like that.”

He rolls to the side, his cock slipping from her. “Oh fuck. I never imagined it would be that good.”

She smiles. “Just think, you were doing all the work. Imagine if I was helping. Unless you like being in control.” She leans down, licking and kissing his nipple, the salty sweat exciting her.

He moans. “More in control than not in control, but I don’t need absolute control.”

Sandra spies his shiny, cum coated cock. “Good, because there are just some things that I can't resist.” She kisses and licks a trail down his body until she gets to his flagging cock. Treating it like a favored treat, she licks and sucks every bit of their combined cum from it.

“Oh damn, Sandra. I’m not sure if I’m ready for more. I knew you were sexy, and I suspected you loved sex, but I didn’t know you were this insatiable.”

She smiles up at him. “I have only had two orgasms. How is that insatiable? Now if I was begging for more after four, then I could see you calling me insatiable.”

“Damn. I know I don’t have the stamina to give you four or more.”

She kisses his balls. “Silly, you don’t have to use this magnificent cock for all of them. There is your tongue, your fingers and toys.” She kisses his cock softly. “I’m going to get cleaned up and then we can decide if we are just going to snuggle for a bit, or if you are up for another round.” She slides off the end of the bed and prances into the bathroom.

He watches her and wonders how he got so lucky, and if her husband is as lucky or not.

They cuddle for a while as they chat, kiss, and tease each other.