Your lips are just a breath away from mine as your hands wander over my body putting it to memory. Then you kiss me and how I love the way you kiss. When you release me, I can't tell you to stop and I start, but it doesn't matter. Hugging you I bury my nose between the collar of your shirt and skin and I inhale deeply the scent of you that just turns my panties into wet rags that need to be removed. I can never keep panties on when I am around you. Either you take them off me, or I do, never to be seen again and the thought of that makes me smile. Today, decided to take them off me. Your wandering hands have found their way up my skirt and into my panties. Your fingers are coated by the wet results of all your teasing, kisses and my over-active imagination or maybe remembrances... Yes, I know how this goes as I have been here before. Soon your mouth follows, and I lose my mind not care where and when you decide to dine on my pussy. Spreading my legs wider to give you more access to your destination I catch sight of myself ... of us in the large plate glass window in your office. Across the street a high-rise is being built, I can see that there is someone in the high crane and he is watching us I feel his eyes ... after all, it is lunchtime.
Your tongue flicks my nub, and my eyelids close, you flick again and feel as if I am going to come out of my skin, and then you slide a finger into, and I moan as I push my shirt up higher baring my pantyless bottom half. You lift my left leg and put it over your left shoulder opening me up more for your pleasure. All I can do now is hold on until you are pleased. Between your mouth and fingers, you make short work of me, and I come squirting as the guy in the high crane come with me. He sprays one side of the gage that he is in to let me know and I smile as you clean up your mess. I watch in a fog of pleasure as he seems to be doing the same.
I am hunger you say, and I smile as I unbutton my blouse and push the cup of my bra side exposing an erect nipple glistening with milk. You greedily suck into your mouth as you lay in my arms as we sit on your office couch with me still bare-assed. You have no idea that we are being watched in fact we have been watched every day for a week. By the same man in the high crane and each time he comes with me and for me. As you suck my tits, for now, I have taken off the bra freeing my what you call "generous bounty," and I am all but naked in your office at lunchtime. Then it's like the thought has started a fire in my pussy and your mouth sucking hard on my tits as my cumming again... almost. Like a flipping of a switch, you get up to retire to your washroom as gather my things up off the floor and switch places with you when you come out. In no time I am properly attired for a woman of my age and class. I leave your office without a backward glance as you slide back into your "I'm at work mode."
Out of your office and down on the street I look up at the high crane and feel a breeze go up my skirt and realize you have again taken my panties and fail to return them. So I have a very breezy time riding the bus and on the train. When I get there, I see the truck in the driveway of our neighbor next door and realize that it is a lot later than I thought. Going into the house kick off my shoes and drop my hand back on the chair we keep by the door.
Before I realize it, two strong arms grab me and feel the heat of his body as it radiated off him as pushed me to the back of the couch into the position of head down ass up. Ripping my skirt from my body to expose my nakedness, but before I can say or do I receive a firm opened handed smack on my ass cheeks, I jump and my pussy which had been dominating come back to life. My blouse and bra follow my skirt, and I am now totally naked for another man's pleasure. With the couch supporting me he holds my head down with my ass up and legs spread wide. I listen with my ears because can't see from the way I being held. This time there no tongue or gentle persuasion, it hot and demand. He shoves his cock into me so deep I feel his balls banging against me. With a moan and a deep slow thrust of his hips, he starts to fuck me. I can feel him as he spreads me wider and the hands that held me down now hold me with tenderness but undeniable strength. I can't move, but I feel safe as he pushes and pulls his cock out of me. The sound that we make is wet and thick with a promise of more to come. His strong callus hand finds their way to my breasts and my clit, and he plays me like a guitar, and my music is my moans and screams when I cum begging for more. He doesn't come and will not until he has made me cum again.
Then I hear the front door open, and my husband walks in. At first, he just stares and says nothing as our next door neighbor the guy in the crane continues to fuck me so hard that the couch is moving across the floor. I cum under those watchful eyes with juice running down my thighs, and then the crane guy fires his load into me. I feel it hit my cervix bounce back as he comes rapidly driving his cock into me.
Unable to move or think I stay in my position across the back of the couch with my ass up and head down. I feel out of my skin all bare and naked in more ways than one. Off in the distance, I hear the front door open and close. I feel hands stroking my sweaty skin. They move up and down my body stopping at the most intimate of places to examine the situation there. During all of this, my body is whither and jerking as my orgasm moves through me and I am far from done. Now I am hot, horny and...well, I guess he read my mind because his cock took up from where Mr. Crane finished.
I have a feeling that this is going to be along wet, horny evening and maybe a night. It seems Mr. Crane is coming back over for dessert...ice cream ala mode... guess what under the ice cream or rather whom?
PHIL DENNY: TILL WE MEET AGAIN