I hardly slept that night thinking about Alice. I showed up at work early, stopped only briefly in my office to drop off my brief case and hang up my suit coat, then went to Alice’s office. She was there waiting for me. Not quite waiting since she had her dress hiked up, her panties down and was playing with her pussy.
“Come on in, baby, and lock the door,” she said. “Alice has a special treat for you.”
I locked the door and headed for Alice. She was leaning back in her chair, her legs wide apart, her juices drooling into the crack of her ass, smeared on the insides of her legs.
“Get it out. I want to suck you,” she said.
I unzipped, unfastened my trousers, was about to take them and my underwear off when Alice reached for my crotch. She pulled me toward her. I moved closer. She fished my semi-hard cock out of my pants and stroked it. She pulled me closer, cupped my balls in one hand and guided my stiff, pre-cum slick rod to her mouth. She licked all around the head and into my pee slit, slurping off, then sucking more of my clear, slick juice from me.
She held my knob between her lips, sucking, tonguing, stroking and fondling. I kept juicing for her. She moved my cock into her mouth, taking my knob to the back of her throat. She gulped, swallowed, arched her head forward and back. I felt my mushroom head slide into her throat. She held it there, sucking, slurping, her saliva and my pre-cum drooling onto her chin, drizzling down her slender neck, onto her exposed bosom.
Still sucking, moving her head back and forth, pausing from time to time to deepthroat me again, she was smearing the saliva, pre-cum slime on her breasts, spreading it over her areola, stiff nipples, firm globes of tit flesh. With her other hand she was working her own woman juice out of her cunt, past her t’aint, into her butt crack.
My cock swelled, stiffened, throbbed, jerked in her mouth. My balls drew up ready to feed her a heavy load of hot, creamy cum.
She pushed me away and turned her head aside. “No you don’t,” she said. “I told you I have a special treat for you. I want you to fuck my ass. My husband never does that, and I want it now,” she said her voice rising in urgency.
I backed away, shuffling my feet, my legs trapped by my suit pants and underwear just above my knees. Alice rose out of her chair. She leaned over her desk, laid her chest on it, reached back and pulled her butt cheeks apart, showing me her crinkled, brown back hole.
“Put it in there,” she hissed. “Fuck my ass, please.”
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