Having a neighbor for dessert

"You really cucked that cunt" Johanna asked eyes alight as you finished telling her about your lunch with Danielle. A smile plays across your lips as you say, "for all the good it did she'll be back sooner rather than later I expect." "Oh, but then you and I can really fuck with her Rick I have this idea but it's going to take some prep," Johanna says eyes alight and you feel a pang of sympathy for Danielle. You rise up from your desk clearing your throat "right now we need to focus on the pitch, I picked out a few things I think will have appeal, but I want you to look over them and choose which sticks out best to you and then we can go from there".

Johanna nod's at you saying, "yeah I'll look them over tonight and get back to you tomorrow". The two of you leave the office and almost everyone is gone at this hour except Kira who seems to be waiting by the elevator for you in her coat. "Oh Mr. Pressely I was just about to head home do you wanna walk together," she asked tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Johanna rolled her eyes and then gave you a kiss on the cheek before heading toward another elevator.

You give Kira a smile and enter the elevator together. She looks at the doors as she asked, "so when is Miss. Pressely coming back"? "Amber will be home on Monday morning after the pitch to I'm going to take that day off and reconnect with her," you say the visions of how you're going to take Amber making you hard again. Kira looks back at you biting her bottom lip, "you really love your wife don't you". "With all my heart" you confirm and then watch as Kira's eyes slid down to your cock.

She flushes and looks away but you step up behind her and then lean down to whisper in her ear "did you have another question, Kira"? She turns her head so your lips are almost touching, and her eyes are looking into yours, "does Amber satisfy you Mr. Pressely" she whispers. You press your erection into her ass and Kira lets out a little moan leaning back into you "Amber is the best fuck I've ever had she'll always be my favorite pussy the one I come home to, but that doesn't mean I don't like to have a new one when my cock feels like it". The doors ding open and you step back steading Kira with one hand as you help her out of the elevator, "I'll see you tomorrow Kira" you say heading for your car.

Your drive home is smooth and you begin to plan what you and Himiko will be having for dinner as you stop to show your ID to the gate guard of your suburb. "Hello, Cynthia" you call as a fit Latina, with long gloss black hair and an hourglass figure swagger out of the guard gate. "Hey Mr. Pressely getting back from a long day of putting lipstick on pigs," she asked leaning down into his window and giving you a good look down her shirt. "Don't be like that Cyn not everyone's as blessed as you" you say handing over your ID.

Letting out a throaty chuckle Cyn tucks her hair behind her ear and asked, "want to go for a run in the morning I need to blow off some steam"? Cyn was a former soldier who after getting discharged still religiously worked out. "What time," you ask as she hands back your ID. "Is Five too early?" she asked, and you shake your head "perfect usual spot".

"See you soon slugger," she says with a wink as she steps back and you drive through the gate. You get home and quickly shrug out of your suit taking a quick shower and putting on a plain T-shirt and blue jeans, before heading to the kitchen to start dinner. "You've talked with Himiko a few times during the community meeting and block parties, she's been polite, and social but many of your neighbors feel as though she's unapproachable. Checking the time, you see you have about an hour to don't go overboard on fancy and instead set some steaks out to thaw and then begin on the side dishes asparagus, and mashed potatoes.

You manage to just plate and set out dinner as the doorbell rings. When you answer it Himiko is standing on your doorstep. She's tall with long glossy black hair falling to her waist, full lips, and large almond-shaped eyes. You grin while steeping to the side letting her in. "Hello, Mr. Pressely thank you for seeing me on such short notice," she said as you lean in and kiss her cheek lingering for a moment at the corners of her mouth.

"It's Rick please Himiko, you say as you slid her coat from her shoulders your fingers brushing her bare arms. She's wearing a little black dress that clings to her curves which are subtle but perfectly proportioned. You step to her side and place a hand on her lower back and lead her to the kitchen. Her eyes widen at the food as you pull a chair out for her.

"Did you have a chef prepare that" she asked as she sat down. "No, when it comes to simple stuff like this, I like to take care of it myself," you say taking your own seat and grinning. Himiko takes up her knife and fork and takes a bite of steak and closes her eyes before swallowing. "'I think you missed your calling Rick". "Oh I count cooking my third best skill" You reply taking your first few bites of food.

"Oh, and what are one and two," she asked taking a sip of wine. "My second-best skill would be selling something and my best talent" you trail off as your eyes take in your beautiful company before continuing in a lower tone "should be experianced". Himiko flushes and holds your gaze. "I heard Miss Pressley was away at her parents I hope they're alright," Himiko said.

"Amber's parents are fine just moving and need some help from Amber and her sisters in sorting out what goes where and what should stay or go" you explain. "Do you mind if I ask why you didn't go"? "My company is in the middle of a large negotiation right now with a foreign cosmetics company if we're able to land them it could be a massive boon for the business, Amber didn't think her parent's move was important enough to jeopardize that by me not being here". Himiko nodded as she set her knife and fork down over her clean plate "I presume this marketing campaign will include models as well, do you work with a lot of modeling agencies"?

"I have contacts with a few" you reply raising from your chair to gather the plates and then put them in the sink. As you turn back to the table you see Himiko standing up as well and she puts a hand on your chest. "My daughter Ren turned eighteen this last month and she's been wanting to model professionally but I don't trust those companies can you recommend any"? Taking her hand in yours you rub the back of it and say "I can reach out and if she's half as beautiful as you are she'll have them lining up to sign her".

Himiko smiled as she pulled her hand from your chest and then pulled the zip down her back letting the black dress pool at her feet. "I would love to provide dessert Rick," she said clad only in black lace. Your hands incircle her small waist and pull her forward into a kiss. She melds into you and throws her arms around your neck as your hands slid down to cup her firm ass.

she jumps up and wraps her legs around you as you continue to kiss her savoring her sweet and salty taste as you walk forward and gently set her on the dining room table. Himiko breaks the kiss panting as you kneel down and begin a slow row of kisses down the inside of her thigh so the soft delicate skin between her inner they and pussy mound. She groans as you give it a lick and then move to her other thigh tracing the same pattern with your lips. Once you reach her pussy mound again you move your head up kissing and flicking your tongue over her lower stomach just above the waistline of her panty's.

"Rick please" Himiko whimpered as you look her in the eye and then take the hem of her panties in your teeth and pull them down exposing her pussy. It's a beautiful outty with pink lips and a single strip of dark hair leading to the engorged clit. Himiko flushes "should I have shaved," she asks but you put her fears to rest placing a row of kisses along the strip before stopping at the clit. "I savor my deserts Himiko," you tell her before starting a countdown in your head from 100 down to one as you begin kissing, licking, and suckling her pussy but never going after her clit.

Her taste sends shivers from your tongue down to your cock while Himiko drums her heels on your back. "Please Rick I haven't cum from a man in twelve years, please let me cum" she begged. You still keep counting down in your head making Himiko howl with frustration as she tries to grind against your face to cum but you use your hands to hold her hips in place. Himiko throws her head back and then thrashes it side to side as you dip your tongue between her folds a moment before you reach one and bring her clit into your mouth suckling flicking and humming to vibrate your jaw.

The effect is immediate Himiko screams face and chest flushing as her fingers dig into your scalp and her back arches, pussy juice flowing over your chin and you release the clit to not overstimulate it and lap up her cum. Himiko slumps back on the table arms going wide and she asks "was my desert good Rick". "I'm not through yet Himiko" you growl against her pussy making her prop herself on her elbows and look back down at you as you begin another countdown and bring her to the edge again almost instantly. You devour her pussy like that a second, third, and fourth time until Himiko is a sobbing wreck on the table eyes wild and legs twitching.

You savory the taste of her pussy as you stand up and pull off your t-shirt and then pull down your pants letting your hard cock spring out. You gather Himiko in your arms and begin to carry her. "Where are we going," she asks voice shaky. "To the guest bedroom, a woman like you deserves to be fucked to be taken and made to cum with a cock in her magnificent pussy you haven't had that in over a decade we're going to make up for lost time".