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 She Played With Her Boss at Work

   My hubby asked me to share a story about when I used to play with my
boss at work.  My hubby loves this story.

   I was having sex pretty regularly with people I worked with in a bank
and the title company next door.  One of my playmates was the bank
president.

   "The Prez" asked me about my feelings about extramarital sex during my
initial employment interview for executive secretary.  It must have been
the short, revealing dress I was wearing.  Anyway, I answered, "No
problem"...  thinking he wanted to know if he could trust me if I caught
him in a tryst.  I got the job, but I was wrong about that conclusion.

   A couple of weeks later he and I were closing up and he brushed my ass,
intentionally, and said, smiling, "Sorry, but I couldn't help it." We had
been flirting for a while, so I thought, why not let him cop a feel once in
a while.  I enjoyed the admiration.  I felt sexy.

   We were about a month into this when one day, I noticed he was reading a
Penthouse in his office.  I love the letters section, and when he went out,
I sat down in his chair and started reading it secretly.  He walked in from
his meeting and found me with Penthouse in one hand, and the fingers of my
other hand massaging my clit and pussy under his desk.

   I pulled my skirt down, stood up and left the room.  Later he asked if
I'd stay late to help him with "a project." I did.  Turned out, I was the
project.  He was a good looking man.  I generally decide after a few
minutes whether or not I'll put a guy's penis in my mouth.  If I can't
stand the idea, then he ain't gettin' fucked either.  Anyway, "the Prez"
was cool.  I made up my mind that fucking him would be a treat.

   Everyone went home, I locked the door, and then went to his office.  I
sat on the sofa with my legs parted slightly, asking, "What project did you
need help with?" He couldn't keep his eyes off my body.  He laughed
nervously, and made small talk.

   Enough, I thought.  I stood up while he was talking, and unbuttoned my
blouse to let my 38's out.  He turned red and went totally silent.  I went
to his chair, spread his legs, unzipped his pants, kicked off my heels, and
dropped to my knees.

   I pulled out his semi-flaccid cock and rubbed it against my nipples.  I
started to feel a twinge between my legs.  My pussy was getting moist.  He
was totally silent and in shock.

   He had a beautiful circumcised cock.  It must have been 7 or 8-inches
long when fully extended...  exactly the right size for me.  I smiled and
looked him in the eye while I kissed and licked his smooth cock head.  I
closed my eyes, and took him deep into my mouth.

   I was getting turned-on myself, and I started salivating.  I had a hunch
this would be a sloppy one, so I kept his cock between my lips and pulled
off my blouse and bra, just in case.  In about 10-minutes, I knew he was
about to come.  So I speeded up with my hand, jacking him off in my mouth.

   Just as I tasted the initial small squirt and he began to stiffen, I
stopped.  I grabbed his ass with both hands and stuffed his cock as far
down my throat as I could.  He said, "Jesus...  I'm cumming!" I pulled back
so that just the head of his dick was where I could kiss the tip and lick
under the crown.

   I masturbated his cock with my hands, knowing that I would willingly
take his cum into my salivating mouth.  He exploded.  I took nearly all of
it, but a little bit dribbled out the sides of my mouth.  I kept him hard
for a couple of minutes while he shuddered, spurt after spurt.  I was
diggin' it.

   When he finished, I pulled back quickly, and his cock left my mouth with
a "pop".  I giggled, trying not to spill the jizz in my mouth...  looked in
his eyes, raised my head, and swallowed his cum so he could see I was
having fun too.  Then I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and licked
the residue.

   He was ecstatic.  I asked, "Any more projects for today, Mr. 
President?" He laughed, pulled up his pants, and said, "No.  Let's lock up
and go home." Then he walked me to the parking lot and gave me a soft kiss
on the cheek.  How sweet.

   He and I had some great, stress-relieving sex in the months after that
little incident.  I went home and told my hubby about the adventure, and we
had a wonderful love making session that evening.  The memory of those days
make me wet.  As I occasionally re-tell my hubby about it, it gets both us
both hot...  and we suck and fuck for hours.