Dramatic Role Part 2 in which I become Kerry Slater
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I was about 25 and working for an office based company in the West Midlands. The work was alright, but sometimes deadlines could be tight and one or more of us would end up working til 10pm or even later.
The department secretary was a lady, Sally, probably in her forties. She had long blonde hair, a slim body and always wore tight, short skirts, dark tights and shiny heels. Her breasts were often straining the buttons on her white blouses. I had had a few wanks in the office toilets thinking about her tight arse, and VPL.
One evening, a Friday when most people left early, I was still there. Slaving over a problem that needed a customer solution by Monday lunchtime. The work was hard, and I slumped back in my chair. I dosed a little, and my mind went to girls in bikinis and various underwear. My cock started to grow a little, and thinking I was alone, I started to stroke it through my trousers. I was getting pretty hot, and I unzipped, popped my cock out and started stroking the foreskin back and forth.
I heard the click of heels in the corridor outside my 'cube' and straightened up, sliding my chair quickly under the desk as Sally stepped in. "Working hard, I see." she said with a smile.
I wasn't quite sure what she meant, or what she had seen, but I just smiled and nodded.
She perched her self on the edge of my desk, flicking her hair back over her shoulder and thrusting her ample bust out in the process. My cock would not go down. She crossed her legs, and I could see that, today at least, she was wearing stockings rather than tights. The bare white thigh was clearly visible above the black stocking, and the fabric of her pale panties was on show beside the curve of her tight arse.
I gulped a little as she leaned forward, looking me square in the eyes, her top buttons open enough for me to see down her blouse to the lace-covered tits beneath. She 'accidentally' knocked my pen onto the floor, and said 'Oh, I'm sorry.' and before I could react she pushed my chair out from the desk and bent at the waist, back to me, to pick up the pen.
Her skirt rode up high, her arse cheeks virtually in my face, only a small patch of cotton covering her pussy. Was that a damp patch? There was definitely hair peeping from the sides. She straightened and turned around. My cock was standing proud from my fly, and she smiled.
"I THOUGHT you were working HARD." she said with a grin. "Maybe I can help with that." and she knelt in front of me and grasped the rigid shaft in her hand. Before I could object, which I wasn't going to anyway, she pulled the foreskin all the way back and started to lick my shaft, up and down; swirling her tongue on the little strap of skin on the underside of my head. I just leaned back and watched, and enjoyed.
She bobbed her mouth over the helmet, sucking rhythmically, driving me mad.
Then she stopped.
She stood up. "My turn." she said, and hoisted her short skirt up around her waist. She unbuttoned her blouse, and spilled her tits out over the top of her lacy half-cup bra. She sat back on my desk, spread her legs, and pulled aside her panties. Her cunt was red and glistening, the crotch of the panties definitely wet, and the pale blonde pubic hair darkened with moisture. "Well?" she said.
I hesitated for about a nano-second, then knelt in front of her. I pushed my head between her thighs, licking the area just above her slit, the down into the warm crevice. My hands were running up and down her calves, my face buried between her legs. Her hand moved down, spreading her pussy open. "Suck my clit!!" She said in a husky whisper.
I felt the bulging nub of her engorged clit, sucking it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. "Finger me." she gasped. So I raised one hand and dived two fingers deep into her pussy. Twisting them upward as I sucked her clit, I felt that little bundle of nerves inside and stroked.
Sally was writhing on my hand and tongue, biting her lip to stop from moaning too loud. Then she tensed, fluid spurted from her soaking cunt onto my face, into my eye. She shuddered.
I stood, cock hard and pointed straight at her pussy. I slipped it inside and fucked hard and fast. She leaned back on the desk so that I had a good view of her jiggling tits, and slim torso. I could see my cock sliding in and out between her loose pussy lips, feel the exquisite warmth of her pussy, the vaginal muscles clenching my shaft.
"Don't cum in me." she said.
I was very close, and that tipped me over. I managed to pull out just as the first, large spurt of cum shot out. It splashed her skirt, and made a transparent stain on her white blouse. The second spurt covered her pubes, making them even more matted than before. The rest leaked out onto the cubicle floor.
We smiled. Straightened ourselves up.
"Maybe we should get a drink sometime?" I said.
"Why?" She said. "When are you working late next?" and she strutted off up the corridor.
The department secretary was a lady, Sally, probably in her forties. She had long blonde hair, a slim body and always wore tight, short skirts, dark tights and shiny heels. Her breasts were often straining the buttons on her white blouses. I had had a few wanks in the office toilets thinking about her tight arse, and VPL.
One evening, a Friday when most people left early, I was still there. Slaving over a problem that needed a customer solution by Monday lunchtime. The work was hard, and I slumped back in my chair. I dosed a little, and my mind went to girls in bikinis and various underwear. My cock started to grow a little, and thinking I was alone, I started to stroke it through my trousers. I was getting pretty hot, and I unzipped, popped my cock out and started stroking the foreskin back and forth.
I heard the click of heels in the corridor outside my 'cube' and straightened up, sliding my chair quickly under the desk as Sally stepped in. "Working hard, I see." she said with a smile.
I wasn't quite sure what she meant, or what she had seen, but I just smiled and nodded.
She perched her self on the edge of my desk, flicking her hair back over her shoulder and thrusting her ample bust out in the process. My cock would not go down. She crossed her legs, and I could see that, today at least, she was wearing stockings rather than tights. The bare white thigh was clearly visible above the black stocking, and the fabric of her pale panties was on show beside the curve of her tight arse.
I gulped a little as she leaned forward, looking me square in the eyes, her top buttons open enough for me to see down her blouse to the lace-covered tits beneath. She 'accidentally' knocked my pen onto the floor, and said 'Oh, I'm sorry.' and before I could react she pushed my chair out from the desk and bent at the waist, back to me, to pick up the pen.
Her skirt rode up high, her arse cheeks virtually in my face, only a small patch of cotton covering her pussy. Was that a damp patch? There was definitely hair peeping from the sides. She straightened and turned around. My cock was standing proud from my fly, and she smiled.
"I THOUGHT you were working HARD." she said with a grin. "Maybe I can help with that." and she knelt in front of me and grasped the rigid shaft in her hand. Before I could object, which I wasn't going to anyway, she pulled the foreskin all the way back and started to lick my shaft, up and down; swirling her tongue on the little strap of skin on the underside of my head. I just leaned back and watched, and enjoyed.
She bobbed her mouth over the helmet, sucking rhythmically, driving me mad.
Then she stopped.
She stood up. "My turn." she said, and hoisted her short skirt up around her waist. She unbuttoned her blouse, and spilled her tits out over the top of her lacy half-cup bra. She sat back on my desk, spread her legs, and pulled aside her panties. Her cunt was red and glistening, the crotch of the panties definitely wet, and the pale blonde pubic hair darkened with moisture. "Well?" she said.
I hesitated for about a nano-second, then knelt in front of her. I pushed my head between her thighs, licking the area just above her slit, the down into the warm crevice. My hands were running up and down her calves, my face buried between her legs. Her hand moved down, spreading her pussy open. "Suck my clit!!" She said in a husky whisper.
I felt the bulging nub of her engorged clit, sucking it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. "Finger me." she gasped. So I raised one hand and dived two fingers deep into her pussy. Twisting them upward as I sucked her clit, I felt that little bundle of nerves inside and stroked.
Sally was writhing on my hand and tongue, biting her lip to stop from moaning too loud. Then she tensed, fluid spurted from her soaking cunt onto my face, into my eye. She shuddered.
I stood, cock hard and pointed straight at her pussy. I slipped it inside and fucked hard and fast. She leaned back on the desk so that I had a good view of her jiggling tits, and slim torso. I could see my cock sliding in and out between her loose pussy lips, feel the exquisite warmth of her pussy, the vaginal muscles clenching my shaft.
"Don't cum in me." she said.
I was very close, and that tipped me over. I managed to pull out just as the first, large spurt of cum shot out. It splashed her skirt, and made a transparent stain on her white blouse. The second spurt covered her pubes, making them even more matted than before. The rest leaked out onto the cubicle floor.
We smiled. Straightened ourselves up.
"Maybe we should get a drink sometime?" I said.
"Why?" She said. "When are you working late next?" and she strutted off up the corridor.
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