OFFICE SUCK TIME

I operated a small accounting firm. There was only me and my secretary, Belinda, in the entire office. I had some pretty high-paying clients, though, and we were doing very well in the income department. Belinda had been with me for five years, and was a pretty nice-looking woman. She wasn't going to be appearing in model magazines, mind you, but she was OK in the looks department, always dressed nicely, and we got along really well.

I had taken her to lunch a couple of times, especially after my divorce from the raving bitch to whom I had been married for a dozen years. That's another story, though.

One of my clients, Bob, had asked me to go golfing with him that day, and I left early for a liquid lunch at the club. While there, it started raining, and it looked like our golf game was going to go kaput. And, he got a sudden page --- he was a doctor --- and had to leave. So, fuck it, I thought, I went back to the office amid hail and thunder and lightening.

The front office door was locked, with a note in Belinda's handwriting that she was out to lunch. Oh well, I thought, and went inside to my desk.

Off to one side, we had another small office for special clients. It was used as a small conference room. It was where we kept the coffee pot, some supplies, things like that.

The door was open, and the light was on in room. I got up from my desk to go over and close it.

I looked in the room, sensing movement out of the corner of my eye as I reached out to flick off the light.

On the table, her legs spread wide, was Belinda, naked as the day she was born. Her legs were spread wide, and she was sucking on a large plastic dildo. I could see her fingers rotating around her clitoris, her hairy pussy lips open and wet, red and oozing juices. Good lord, I thought. I could feel my cock begin to jerk and expand. What a hairy, tasty-looking snatch.

There was a sudden clap of thunder, and she looked up --- right into my face.

A look of horror spread over her face. She sat up and pulled the dildo out of her mouth.

Well, this was one thing in my life I had never expected to see. One doesn't know how one is going to react, till faced with the situation, I guess. I looked at her face, and she just sat there, looking at me, her face red. She bent her head, and began to sob.

I walked over to her and lifted her face by the chin, looking into her eyes. "Why crying?" I asked.

"I'm so ashamed, Roger, I'm so..."

"No, nothing to be ashamed of. I guess I should have knocked."

I took pity on her. I walked away, toward the door. "I'll leave you alone, Belinda, and um, I'll go out for something. And, by the way," I decided to add, "if you want something real besides that plastic, let me know."

"Really?"

I turned back. Still naked, she sat there, looking kind of obnoxious sitting on the table. "Yes, really," I said. "Got it right here," I said with a smile, indicating the bulge in my pants.

She smiled, looking kind of strange, with tears running down her cheeks. "Well then, big boy, bring that thing over here."

I wasn't about to say no. I walked over to her, and her hands darted out and squeezed the bulge in my pants.

My hands just automatically went two places...one to her pussy, the other to her large, pendulous breasts, her dark brown erect nipples my immediate target.

Her pussy was hot and gooey, very wet and sticky. I inserted a finger as she massage my cock through my pants.

With a lot of fumbling with clothes, I eventually climbed on top of her, naked. My hard cock was poised above her face, her hairy bush in my face. I lowered myself down, my tongue moving hungrily, voraciously around her pussy, licking her lips. I inserted my tongue, tasting her tangy, hot juices flowing from her snatch.

Her lips encircled the head of my cock, and she sucked hard on me as I lowered myself into her face. I could feel my balls pressing against her nose; I could feel her breath against them. I loved that feeling.

I inserted my tongue into her pussy all the way, as far as I could, and moved it up and down, right to left. She moaned against my balls, sending vibrations through my cock. I was going to cum soon, with suction and vibes like that against my very much unused dick.

She came, her legs lifting and wrapping around my wet, sticky face. She bucked and ground around, her ass lifting off the table as her body shook with spasms.

And, I shot my load deep at the back of her mouth. I could feel her swallowing as she flooded my tongue with another orgasmic flow of cunt wetness. I shot and shot, my body quivering.

I pulled off her and just lay there beside her on the table.

"Tom Dennison called," she suddenly said. "He wanted to meet with you this afternoon, he said."

"Cancel that appointment, Belinda. We got some things to do."

We canceled a lot of appointments that day.

Belinda and I eat lunch every day together now. Then, we go out and get something to eat!

--- Roger S., Miami, FL