Late night at the office. (part 2)

Fictional story, part 2 of Late night at the office.

I used her hand to stroke me some more and when I thought I was about ready to burst, I opened her mouth a little and stuck the head of my cock inside.

Her breathing was still rhythmic and it didn't look like she was going to wake for hours. I stroked my cock with the head in her mouth and when I finally came, it all ended up in her mouth. I blew a huge load, so some started dripping out of the corner, but once I pulled my cock away, I used my finger to get it into her mouth.

Very carefully, I closed her mouth. She made a slight movement and noise, but she ended up swallowing it.

It was so hot, that I was almost instantly hard again. I kneeled down beside her and slowly started to unzip the side of her skirt and slipped my hand down the front. Very gently, I rubbed her pussy through her underwear. It was already a little wet. I wondered briefly if cumming in her mouth made her start having a sex dream. Whatever the case, her pussy was starting to become more and more wet and I tried to resist the urge stick my hand inside of her panties.

I tried, but it didn't work.

I stuck my hand down the front and gently parted her pussy lips with my first and third fingers, gently rubbing up and down the inside with my middle finger. She moaned softly, but she still didn't wake up. I stuck the tip of my middle finger into her pussy up to the first knuckle and wiggled it.

She was so tight, I wondered briefly if she was a virgin. I went deeper into her pussy, sticking my finger in up to the second knuckle. I checked her face, and she was still sl**ping, although she had an odd look on her face, like she was having a vivid dream. I couldn't help but smile at the thought that I was influencing someone's dream through some simple actions.

Very carefully, I pulled my hand out of her underwear and licked my fingers. Her taste was good. The slight musky flavor with a hint of sweetness that can't quite be described. The taste of every woman is different, but they all have some simularities. Hers was the best I had tasted in a long time. Not since my ex wife had first slept with me had I tasted something so sweet.

I wondered briefly if the other women in the office would be able to satisfy my urges. I was a little older than them, sure, but I made up for my age with my experience. Not that I was that old, I had only turned 43 earlier this year.

Rebecca was still sound asl**p as I zipped her skirt back up.

I went to make the cups of coffee and when I returned, I gently shook her awake, "Rebecca, coffee's ready."

She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the lights of the office, "Ah, thanks Mr. Winters. I must've dozed off, I'm sorry. Must've had a few to drink too. You wouldn't happen to have anything for a headache would you?"

I thought for a moment, then nodded, "Sure, we always keep some in the break room. Here, drink some of this and get the morning taste out of your mouth a bit and I'll be right back."

She nodded, "Thanks Mr. Winters."

I smiled, "It's no problem. Please, call me Rick. We've been working with each other for a while now, there's no need to be so formal."

She nodded and I went off to grab something for her headache.

When I got back, she had already d***k half of her coffee. I handed her two pills and and quickly gulped them down. We made idle chatter for a few minutes as she woke up, and got back to work.

Stacy was the first one in as usual, and was surprised to see Rebecca and I already knee deep in work.

She stuck her head in my office, "Mr. Winters, were working all night again?"

I nodded and smiled at her, "I sure was Stacy. Luckily Rebecca stopped by and kept me from being too lonely. I must admit though, I am a little tired. I haven't slept since the night before last. Do you think you could drive me home? I'm afraid that if I drive that it might not be safe. I'll buy lunch if you do, that way it won't cut into your lunch hour."

Stacy thought about it for a moment and nodded, "That sounds fair Mr. Winters. Just let me know when you're ready to go."

I nodded, "I imagine it'll be around lunch time. You don't mind taking lunch last do you? I mean in case we hit bad traffic or something."

Stacy nodded, "Sounds good Mr. Winters. I'll come and get you when I'm on my lunch."

I smiled and thanked her. Great, now I would have Stacy all to myself and no one would miss her if she was gone for an hour or hour and a half. It was only a few hours away, but I could already feel my cock throbbing in anticipation.
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3 years ago
nice, looking forward to 3
3 years ago
Anxious to see whats next :)
4 years ago
I was right. this is going to be special
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4 years ago
You crafty sod, well done.
4 years ago
very good anticapation & sex