Message-ID: <11641eli$9805271532@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/11641.txt> From: myschief@aol.com (Myschief) Subject: **Lunch For Three** revised By Myschief (fmm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <1998052606213900.CAA21011@ladder03.news.aol.com> I hope you enjoy my story. I am a 28 year old women who loves to read and write erotica. If you would like to send me a comment I can be reached at myschief1@juno.com Lunch For Three by: Myschief I step out onto the sandy path, the sun barely visible behind the mountains before me. I begin by stretching for a few minutes then set off for my five mile jog. Hours before, a heavy rain had soaked the earth, leaving the cactus and palo verde trees that lined the path moist and glistening in the early morning sun. I inhale deeply, enjoying the clean fresh smells that so invigorate me after a desert thunderstorm. I take in the simple beauty that lies before me, clearing my mind of everything and anything, reaching my doorstep all too soon. I arrive at the office and sit down on my oversized black leather chair behind my cluttered oak desk. First things first, I reach over to turn on my computer so that I can check my email messages. I am pleasantly surprised to see an email from John, a man that I have been dating off and on for a few months. I wonder what todays passage will say? He likes to catch me off guard with nasty notes so with excited anticipation, I open his first. ‘Lover, I want to sit you up on my shoulders, feel each of your soft thighs against my head as I plunged my tongue into your sweet pussy over and over again. I can almost hear your soft moans coaxing me on... Until tonight, John’ I sit back and enjoy the slight tingling in my loins and think about how great our sex life has been so far. John is always trying to get me to be a little more adventurous so I quickly decide on a reply to his email and send it before I can change my mind. ‘Lunch? Eat me at my office at 11:30’ *********** John quietly walked into her office and stood behind her and watched her as she typed on her computer. His eyes were drawn to the small slit that ran up the side of her short navy skirt and the taunt curve of her ass as she leaned forward in her chair. He thought of her email reply and smiled to himself, as he bent to kiss her softly on the nape of her neck. ‘Hello lover.’ John breathed into my ear. I turned, startled at first but then smiled as I leaned to kiss him. ‘I am glad you could make it.’ I say. John leans toward me and whispers in my ear that the email I sent has given him quite an appetite. I reach back and put my hands behind his neck to pull him closer, kissing him deeply. He responds to the firm pressure of my soft lips eagerly. He lifts me up onto the desk, never breaking the passionate kiss. Slowly, he removes my jacket from my shoulders. I am wearing a flimsy white shirt underneath. He runs his hands down my arms reaching my elbows, gently raising my arms above my head and removes my shirt easily and quickly. He gently kisses my cleavage, kneading my breasts with his hands. I arch my back pushing into his hands and feel him pinch my nipples lightly through my bra. I reach around and release the clasp on my bra and let it drop to the floor. I feel his hands move down to my skirt and I can’t help but to tremble slightly. He is more urgent now as he pulls my skirt down and adds it to the growing pile on the floor. My panties are already wet, I cant wait to feel him. I lift up my ass a little so that he can get my panties off. He moves down kissing my stomach, making slow circles with his tongue. Stroking my thighs with his powerful hands. He slides them under my ass, and raising me up to meet his soft lips. I moan, feeling his tongue pass over me for the first time. I relax and give into him completely. I move my hips, feeling his finger slide into me. I reach down to run my hands through his hair as he begins to lick my swollen clit. I feel his hot breath as he whispers that he wants me to watch him. Loving the heat and pressure of his mouth on me, I open my eyes looking down at him but something catches my eye. I notice with a jolt that a man is watching from outside my 28th floor window! John never stops what he is doing, lost in pleasing me and I struggle to regain some sort of composure. The window washer stood at least six feet tall, wearing blue denim jeans and a white T-shirt. His dark blond hair is tousled from the wind. The muscles on his arms are well defined and golden brown. His blue eyes stand out against his darkly tanned face. I didn’t take my eyes off the stranger, not sure how I felt about his spying. He made no move to hide his interest at what was happening in front of him. I watched as he began to undo the top button of his jeans. A smile played across his lips. I couldn’t believe that I was actually allowing this to go on. He had no right! But then again, he was extremely good looking. His hands look strong, how I love strong hands! He pulls his jeans open and I can see that he has on no underwear and quite an erection. I watch as his hand encircles his hard cock and feel myself getting even more excited. I moan as John continues to use his fingers while plunging his tongue into me, tasting my sweet nectar. I can’t take my eyes off the man outside the window, not even caring at this point if John knows. I watch the stranger stroking himself, quickly matching the gyrating movements of my hips. His eyes are on me as I push my hips into John, holding his head with my hand. John responds by pushing his tongue deeply into me making me cum suddenly, violently. My legs tighten, the rush of pleasure runs through my belly, up my heaving chest, down my legs. I pull John up kissing him with fierce passion, tasting myself as I drive my tongue deeper into his mouth. He pulls back and hungrily kisses and bites my neck, again clearing the view to the window and my sexy stranger. ‘Take me now, I want you inside me.’ I demand in John’s ear. John pushs me back slightly, holding his cock in one hand, moving it over my swollen clit, rubbing against it with just enough pressure to make me gasp. I moved my hips to meet him, aching to feel him inside of me. He teases me, putting just the head in and then quickly backing away. On the ledge, my muscular jock is staring straight at me, working his cock with deftness and passion. Finally, John enters me, hard and fast. I moan loudly, unable to control myself. He plunges deeper each time he enters me, holding my ass tightly in his hands. I have never been this turned on before in my life! I watch the stranger, my orgasm starting to take over. I claw at Johns back urging him to fuck me harder. Small beads of sweat have begun to trickle down the strangers tanned face, he braces himself with one powerful hand against the window pane, his palm wet. I climax, powerfully, never taking my eyes off the stranger. My strong muscles contracted on John, taking away his last ounce of control. He came, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my ass. The strangers legs became rigid and his hips rocked forward and I watched as his sticky white stream made its way down the hot glass. The stranger quickly cleaned up his spent seed and was now moving out of sight, smiling at me, slowly adjusting his jeans. I notice a hand print on the window, the only sign that he was even there. Dressed now, John and I sit and discuss our weekend plans. I walk him to the door and give him one final deep kiss. He smiles and pulls back. ‘I have never seen you get so into it, I loved it.’ I smile and put my hands around his neck. ‘Guess I’ll just have to open my eyes more often.’ copywrite 1998 MP 1/1/98, 11:02 p.m. revision 1/4/98, 12:36 p.m. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>