I had been back at home and after two weeks I had decided to go back to work against my husband wishes. It did him good to have me at home waiting for him every day, maintain it the way he liked it, a home... a house when he rarely seemed to be in much except to sleep. I had worked for the Smithsonian institutes before marrying my husband as a research assistant. I put in some calls and was able to get on as an assistance for a Dr. Jonathan Rice who was on loan from the renown Cairo Museum in Egypt he was there to do some research on mummy preservation as well as assisting the Smithsonian with it's own mummy collection. I walked in that morning to meet him thinking that he would be almost as old as the mummies he had been studying,only to find that he was anything but. Dr. Jonathan Rice was 44, 6ft tall broad shoulders,the clearest blue eyes that seem to watch your ever move. Along with the air of natural intelligence and academia there was the sexual tension about him that every woman seemed to notice,but he didn't. Jonathan as he wanted to be call without the Dr. title was very down to earth guy and very friendly and I knew 5 minutes after I met him that I want to fuck him. As introductions were made I could feel his eyes looking me over appraising and even admiring. I know that I am not fashion icon ideal of the current model. I am more of a 50's pin up girl model and I think Jonathan approved. I was wearing a green fitted dress that flared out from the waist that did wonders to my figure and made my skin glow. I had taken time to get my wavy hair cut to my shoulder and worn it combed over to the side in the front my simple sandals gave me some height but nothing to rival his. I could tell by his side glances that he liked what he was seeing. We worked together for two week from 9 am to 4 pm and later sometimes working over lunch and even dinner. In that time the sexual tension was building between us. At first it was just quick searching glances and as time went by it quickly became touches,a hand placed low on my back when standing next to me to explain something. The hand place there would rub my back in slow circle some time it would just rest there, but I would always respond the same ...my body would just get hot and I would get wet. I had to start taping down my nipples because being that they were large would push against the material of my dress or blouse making them very noticeable. So noticeable that I had started carrying round alight sweater saying that the A/c was giving me a chill. This went on for some time and at the end of each day of work I would go home and literally fuck myself into exhaustion with a dildo. I didn't know how long I could last without jumping on Jonathan and treating him like I did my dildo. One day after work I was on my way out of the build to go home to my dildo and now vibrate when Jonathan stopped me and as if I could spend some time with Anne another assistance to show her how to file the loan items form the British Museum that had come in that week. I looked up at Jonathan tired horny and wanting to climb his body and ride it until I passed out then come to and suck his cock so far down my throat that it came out of my pussy. I looked up at him and nodded yes... I followed him back to the storage passing Dr. Norman Fines along the way. Norman was nice quiet man with refine taste. Not as tall as Jonathan and older than me he was the sounding board and the balance for your research team. He glanced up and smile as I walk by in Jonathan's wake then went back to looking of something that he had in front of him. Jonathan showed me the items he wanted me to show Anne how to file and left to find her as I took the items out and laid them on the prep table. Today I had worn something comfortable, a simple royal blue short sleeve tee shirt and long India Cotton peasant skirt with swirls of colors reflecting blue in its different shade and tones. I had my trusty sweater close at hand but since I was in the room by myself I laid it on the table. I heard the storage room door open and close and I called out to Anne to come to the back of the storage room since she wouldn't be able to see me from the doorway. As I continued with my arranging of the items on the table and thinking how I was going to explain to Anne how to use Jonathan system the lights went out. I was now standing in a pitch black room. I knew that at the end of the bookcase behind me there was a light switch for the area where the prep table was so I calmed my nerves and started to turn to walk and feel my way to the end of the bookcase when I was roughly grabbed by to hands and pushed back to the table. Now caught between the table that was locked in place and the very male body behind me in a pitch black room I should have been scared out of my mind, but I wasn't. The hands that held me in place moved from my arms and slowly glided down my body to my hips where they pushed pull the material of my long skirt up to my waist exposing my secret... I wasn't wearing any panties...not even a thong, I was bare pussy and ass. He moaned softly he burying his face in my hair as his hands roamed freely massaging the skin of my ass and then sliding to the front to finger the delicate skin of my pussy lips before sliding to rub my clit light one two three times. By now I was holding on the table for dear life and grinding my ass into him. I could feel his cock hard against my ass through his clothes. In the immense darkness I heard his zipper and my pussy seem to swell with want.... I was wet and ready for him. He pushed my legs further apart and then lifts me up and pushing face down on the table making me glad that I had been putting the items further down the table. Now balance half on and half off the table I waiting for his next move which came with pain and pleasure. The condom covered member slid into me slowly and I was wet enought to take in his condom covered girth,but it was more than what I was used to since I hadn't had sex since the funeral. He didn't give me time to get use to him before he started fucking me with a gusto. Hammering his cock into my pussy with such force that I was glad that the table was locked in place otherwise would be half way across the room by now. I all that could be heard in dark silence room was our heavy breathing and occasional moans. We both were mindful that there were still others about in spite of the lateness of the hour.
I gasped and moan through clenched teeth as my orgasm started to ride me. Unable to move mh legs and or arms,I moved what I could I used my pussy muscle to clench and release his cock as hard as I could. I heard him gasp and was pleased until he picked up speed and brought my orgasm crashing down on me. I laid face down on the table shaking and jerking as my orgasm took away whatever control or conscious that I had left leaving me in the grips of mind blogging orgasmic fuck. When I came back to myself the lights were back on and my skirt was back down covering my secret. With shaking legs I put my feet on the floor as continue to hold on to the table for dear life. I heard the door open again and footsteps walking my way ....
"Dorianne luv, it seems that Anne has already gone for the day so why don't you just pack up and go home," Jonathan said as he turned to leave.
I said ok since it was all that I could muster as my mind screamed in panic and confusion. I took a little time to get myself together, cleaning up and straightening up myself,I left the items on the table forgotten by me as I walked on somewhat wobbly legs out of the storage room. As made my way out of the area I passed by Dr. Fines again who looked up at me and smile and even said goodnight. I smile back and slowly walked out the door with evidence of my in the dark fuck still slowly running down my thighs. The next day,we had a big meeting where we met a Dr. Mark Singer a colleague of Jonathans who was visiting the States for a few weeks. I later heard through the grapevine that in Britain Jonathan and Mark were "an item" and I later learned a committed one. So as I sat there at the morning meeting two day later wondering who had fucked me with in the storage room I looked up and into the face of Dr. Fines. He nodded his head at me and gave me a soft smile; I nodded back and started listening to the director of the museum speech. Half way thru his speech it came to me... I looked at Dr. Fines who was still looking at me and smile softly ....
After the meeting I asked him out for coffee.
My confession... I like being under the control of another in the dark ...
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