The Spaghetti was Excellent

You never imagined spaghetti could take so long to cook. Ok, actually, it took about fifteen minutes, all told, but it felt like years. As Sabrina set two plates loaded with pasta down on the table, she stopped and spoke.

“You know, spaghetti’s such a messy food. I think we’d better make sure none of it gets on our clothes.”

You realized what she meant a moment later, when she proceeded to pull her shirt off over her head, followed by the rest of her outfit. You reluctantly followed suit, and watched as she sat down in her chair with the most insufferable smirk on her face.

“Well, go on. Eat up big boy.” She said, grinning evilly and taking no pains to cover her hot, naked body.

“This is ****, isn’t it?”

“Partly. And partly I just want you to be eager. Of course, it looks like you already are.” She teased, nodding pointedly to your erection.

“Oops.” She said, as a piece of spaghetti “accidently” fell off her fork and landed on her breasts. “What a mess I’ve made.” She said as she picked up the strand in her fingers and slowly slurped it down. She then ran her fingers along her breasts, scrapping up the sauce and licking it off her fingers seductively.

“At this rate, I’ll need a shower before we can do our recording for the night.”

“You know what Sabrina, fuck you!” You said, half teasing, half serious.

“I’m afraid that will have to wait a while longer.”

The rest of the meal continued about like that. You were too distracted by Sabrina’s antics to do more than pick at your food, which made matters worse, as she insisted you finish your plate before you got up from the table.

And then, of course, after the meal, she decreed you both had to shower. Together.

“How else will I know you’ve gotten properly cleaned off?” She said, as though it was the most sensible thing in the world.

And so you got in the shower together. She insisted on washing you, and you washing her. As her soft, soapy hands ran over your body, you nearly snapped. And then she got to your cock.

“Hmmm, I’ll need to pay special attention to this part. After all, I can’t put something dirty in my mouth, now can I?”

She worked over your cock with her skilled hands, expertly bringing you right to the brink before pulling back, denying you your sweet release.

“There, that should do it.”

“You really are evil, you know that?”

“Listen, you think spending all day with a vibe in both my holes was easy? And don’t even get me started on being locked in the trunk of the car without a thing to distract me. It was like hell, but with orgasms. It’s only fair you should suffer some too. But I think you’ve suffered about enough. Now, wash my back.”

She turned around and arched her back, presenting her perfect, round ass to you. You thought it was just more teasingly, but then she reached back and spread her perfect cheeks wide for you.

“Make sure you wash good and deep and hard. And don’t be afraid about washing too roughly. You’ve got to be really thorough.” She said, and you see her give you a single, almost imperceptible nod.

That was all you needed. You grabbed her arms and pressed her against the wall, mashing her perfect breasts against the shower.

“You’re gonna pay for all that teasing, you dirty little bitch.” You whispered into her ear as you lined yourself up. “I hope you like anal.”

Her eyes widened, but she didn’t say no, and so, after giving her a moment to make sure she could refuse, you thrust into her. The soap and water lubed you well, and her ass was nice and ready after the day with the vibe in it. Your thick cock spread her tight ring as you drove all eight inches into her backdoor.

“Oh god!” She gasped, her voice shaking with the pleasure. “Harder, harder John!”

You needed no more encouragement, and you picked up the pace and **** of your thrusts, practically slamming your slutty, bitchy, wonderful co-worker into the wall as you impaled her gorgeous ass. You felt her right arm pull against your grip, and you let it go. She immediately darted her hand down to her cunt and started rubbing herself furiously.

“Oh, Johnny! I’m about to cum!”

That one sentence pushed you over the brink, and you emptied your own load into her ass. Between all the teasing and edging and fucking, you’d built up quite the surplus, and it felt like you must have sprayed a whole gallon into her ass.

The feeling of your cum inside her was too much for Sabrina, and, with a wordless, guttural cry, she came. And how she came, squirting with such volume you worried she’d overflow the tub. You pulled out of her ass and spun her around, locking her in a passionate kiss and tight embrace, which may well have saved her from falling as the pleasure weakened her knees.

You spent quite a while clinging to one another as the shower water rained down around you.