0 comments/ 358208 views/ 48 favorites 'Bored' Meeting By: ImpossibleFind It was just another boring "last Thursday of the month" board meeting, and he really wasn't looking forward to the typical petty bullshit, the accusations of over spending, the idiotic questions of fiscal responsibility, blah blah blah. So as he slumped into the cafeteria style chair he wondered how long he would go without yawning, or at least without yawning with his mouth open. Jake hated these meetings even more than the obligatory semi-monthly meetings at work with his superiors, who he considered all to be self-praising blowhards. Or maybe that was blow hard; "Yeah blow me," he thought. As he gazed at the agenda sheet laid out in front of him and all the other board members, he noticed the usual crap and an obvious sales pitch coming under new business by the Cunning Ad Associates Group. Nice piece of work, he thought, "Associates" and "Group" in their name. "Jeezus, this is going to be so much fun. Like peeling potatoes for Thanksgiving dinner. Can't wait to see "Jules Titan, Chairwoman" of Cunning Ad Associates Group," he mumbled to himself. The typical boring stuff proceeded along the typical boring meeting path. Jake amused himself by wondering how long it has been since each of the stuffy ol' ladies on the board got laid. Surely Ms. Kaplan had gotten it at least once this year. Probably after the Spring Dinner when she had been flirting with ol' man Bester; 75 years old and still horny as when he was 19. "My hero," he thought. And Sally Hanley, with boobs down to her ankles and hair on her chin almost as long; well, she just might have gotten it last around 1985, and surely he was drunk, whoever the poor bastard was. Probably died right after it. If she didn't kill him, her perfume probably did. It stays with you for days even if you just shake her hand. Christ you can smell her before you can see her. "Imagine how nasty she must smell, AND LOOK, with no clothes on," he thought. "Yuk, fuckin’ yuk. I think I'm gonna throw up right here on Mary Nolan's beat up ol sweater she wears to every meeting." Finally, after what seemed like two and one-half centuries, the President tapped his gavel ("Probably the only thing he's tapped all year" Jake mumbled), cleared his throat in the annoying way he has, and bellowed, "On with New Business. Tonight we are pleased to have Ms. Jules Titan from the Cunning Ad Associates Group here to present us with a new ad campaign for consideration." "Yawn, fucking yawn," Jake thought to himself, when into the room came a tall blonde about 35 years old, longish hair and what appeared to be a killer body. Suddenly Jake was awake, as was everyone else. As she placed her papers on the podium she glanced around the room, filling the room with her warm smile and air of confidence. And then it happened; she locked eyes with Jake and he melted into butter. He heard nothing she said throughout her presentation. He couldn't stop thinking about her hair, her face, her clothes, her clothes off, her small, but perky breasts, her… well, her everything. She completed her presentation, answered some silly ass questions and then thanked everyone for allowing her to come to the meeting. The President asked her if she would like to stay for the remainder of the meeting and join everyone for the wine and cheese party held afterward. She said sure and proceeded to take a seat directly across the room from Jake. She gave him a quick, slight smile as she sat down, crossing her legs ever so slowly. Wow, and what legs they were; muscular, yet feminine. She glanced over at Jake and their eyes locked. She smiled and he returned it. She tugged on her skirt attempting to pull it down over her crossed knees. A futile attempt at best. Probably done out of habit, or purposely to make him stare at her, Jake thought. And then it happened. He thought it was accidental at first, but when he looked up at her eyes, she was smiling at him. She had slowly uncrossed her legs and slightly spread her knees apart. Squarely at him was her essence, she was wearing no underwear and when she saw him look up at her, she spread her legs just a little bit further apart, and now he knew for sure. It was on purpose and it was beautiful. What, oh what will happen next, he thought. Abruptly, the meeting ended. Well, it seemed abrupt to Jake as he was lost in time enjoying the view. He awkwardly pushed back his chair and stood. The room cleared fast as the old bitties shuffled off to the cocktail room. He found himself alone in the room with Ms. Jules. "Uh, nice um, presentation Ms. Titan," he stammered. She laughed and it was music to his ears; warm, genuine and somehow very erotic and sensual. "Jules. Call me Jules," she smiled back at him. "Jules. I’m Jake," he introduced himself. "Jake. Let’s get some wine and entertain these silver-haired comrades of yours." With that, she strolled out of the room in front of him. And all he could think of was she was wearing no panties under that skirt. He admired the way her full round ass smoothly slid from side to side as she stepped out. He shook his head, noticed he was half erect, and followed her like a buck in rut. He did try to mingle with his board co-members. Tried. But his attention was constantly on Jules. Where was she? Who was she talking to? Where were those panties? He caught glimpses of her chatting with this old fart and that one, but every time he looked over, she was looking at him. "Shit!" he thinks, "If I have this hardon much longer, I’m gonna have to visit the jon and jerk off." Suddenly, she is at his side. "Wanna go for a walk?" she whispered in his ear. "Do I ever!" he thinks to himself. Out loud, he casually says, "Sure. Where to?" Just then Ms. Kaplan comes over and asks Jules a question about her ad campaign. Blah blah blah and a few minutes later, Jules grabs Jake’s arm and shuffles him out of the room. As they exit the cocktail room and walk down the exit hall, they both noticed the coat room. A simple glance was all that was needed for agreement. No one was around, so they opened the coat room door and slipped in. The coat room was not being used at the moment. The coats brought by the other members were all hanging out in the open coat rack by the entrance. Jake felt along the back wall and found the light switch. The room was roomy and windowless. There was a boot bench along the back wall. Without a word, Jules grabbed Jake and pressed her body against his, pushing him against the wall. She pushed her soft lips in his and kissed him. He was stunned and barely kissed back. She ran her hands along his back, over his ass, around the front and up his chest. Still holding the kiss, she pushed her hands under his shirt and moaned when she felt his skin. "Oh shit oh shit oh shit," Jake is thinking as he finally remembers how to kiss. Her hands have somehow left his chest and were massaging his crotch. When he’d just about ran out of air, she pulled back. The look on her face was one of an animal. The soft, professional, conservative look was replaced by one of hunger and passion. "What the hell," Jake thinks as he throws caution into the wind and grabs her. He pulls her in and runs his hands along her side, then up to her breasts. He boldly grabs her tits. She threw her head back and moaned again. He put his hands on her shoulder and guided her to the bench in the back. Forcefully, he sat her. Next, he got down on his knees and forced her legs apart. He could see that wonderful view of her essence again. This time, he would not settle for a teasing look! He pushed her skirt up to expose her. She settled back, spread her legs wider and got comfortable. He moved his face forward until his nose was right in her pussy. She smelled sweet. He could see the glistening wetness of her need. He inserted a finger, cautiously at first, but when she pushed against his hand, he knew what she wanted. He pushed is finger all the way in and began to finger-fuck her. She moaned. He used two fingers, then three. She was thrusting her hips into him, going for it. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. Deeper. With a harsh scream, she came. He was still as her juices flowed all over his hand. When she was done, he pulled his hand out and licked his fingers. Before he could clean himself completely, she took his hand to her mouth and finished the job for him. He had made her cum once, but he wanted one more. Jake put his face in there and licked, slowly. He started on one inside thigh and moved up toward her pussy; then past it and down the other thigh. Jules moaned again. "Man, this woman is an animal!" Jake thinks. He knows what she wants. Enough teasing, he goes in there and eats her out. She squirms and wiggles, guiding his tongue where she needs it. Suddenly, she grabs his head and held it, pressing him into her more. She shot her cum all over his face. He’s got to have her now. He is about to burst in his suit. She senses this and quickly undoes his pants. They fall to the ground as she rips his briefs off. She sees his hard, full cock and her eyes light up. She puts her hands on his ass and pulls him toward her. First, she licks the cock in her face. Jake is not in the mood to play; he wants his cock sucked on and she wants to do it. As he pushes into her, Jules takes it all in. She sucks and licks, playing with his balls as she enjoys him. "Ut oh," Jake thinks. He’s getting close and what he really wants to do is cum deep inside her. He pushes her head away and pulls her up. He spins her around, against the wall. She understands and braces herself. He lifts her skirt and lines up. His cock is so wet and hard, and she is so wet and ready, it enters with no problem. He enters her with a sudden thrust. She softly screams out. He pulls out and enters again, harder. She bucks back harder. His hands are on her ass, spreading her cheeks so he can have a clear view of himself entering her. Now they are in a rhythm. In and out, fucking hard and steady. "Damn," Jake cusses to himself. He is very close but wants to hold out longer. This is so hot and exciting, hot sex in a closet with a stranger; a hot, sexy stranger. Too late; he is going to cum. He fucks hard and deep for one last thrust. Jules can sense it and she starts to cum, too. He holds it still inside her and they both cum with a groan. After they calm down for a moment, they quickly dress. One quick look at each other and they get ready to leave the closet. Jake opens the door cautiously. No one is around. He slips out and motions to Jules. They leave the room, she heads for the Ladies room, he back to the party. He joins back into a conversation with Sally Hanley, knowing the smell of sex on him would be drowned out by her perfume. He is pleased no one noticed his and Jules absence. A few minutes later, he notices Jules returning to the party and sees her chatting with Bester. Hee hehehehe, if the old cudger only knew. Jules looked over at him briefly and winked. It was only then Jakes realized they had gone through the entire experience exchanging no words; just lust noises. A while later, he realizes she has left the party. A little disappointed, but still loving the allure of the whole event, he gets ready to leave. As he drives home, he wonders how he’ll vote on the Cunning Ad Associates Group’s proposal. Ya right! Bored Meeting "Fiona, it's a planning meeting. one of us has to go. And I can't make it. I do go to 90% of them so it's not that many for you. " "Well then. But I'm not coming back into the office afterwards. Okay?" "Okay, but send me an email later telling what happened. " * The content of the meeting was boring but livened up somewhat by the attractive young man representing the council. About 35 she guessed. 5'11" , slim, dark hair and features, well dressed. He didn't say much in the meeting, but after a while she noticed that he seemed to glance at her quite often. When she spoke he looked at her longer and harder than was necessary, long after she'd finished speaking. Is he really interested in me? She was flattered, sure, but was she really interested in someone a bit younger? Well let's see how interested he is, she thought. At a convenient moment she popped to the loo. When she came back she'd unbuttoned her blouse a little further. He was definitely interested then. He had to drag his eyes away from her whenever there was someone else speaking. He seemed very shy and nervous. She'd have to take the lead if anything was going to happen. She scribbled a note and looked for an opportunity to give it to him. Shortly afterwards there was a brief break for coffee. As they queued she passed him the note. 'Meet me outside. Don't follow me immediately.' She left the queue, walked out of the room, and strolled a little way along the corridor until she found an empty room. She quickly undid her blouse a little further. He was there! Far too soon, but she didn't care. She greeted him with her instructions: "I don't want us to know each other's names, but over the course of today's meeting you're going to do everything I tell you. If you do as you're told, you'll have a great day. I know you like my tits so suck on my nipples. " He knelt before her as she undid her blouse and slipped her bra straps off her shoulders. He licked delicately at her left breast and his hand started stroking her right. Oh this was so much better than the meeting! He licked the other breast. Now he had one of her magnificent breasts in each hand and he couldn't decide which one he liked more, sucking one then the other. Her nipples were so stiff and erect! She loved it, but time was getting on. "That's all for now. Back to the meeting. Don't come back in with me. Wait a minute, and tell people you couldn't find the loo. I'll see you again in a while." Oh the rest of this meeting was going to be so much better.... What was she going to get him to do the next time there was a chance? She wondered what his cock tasted like. That would be a nice appetiser before lunch. A tasty, meaty, salty cock with a side order of balls. Mmm... Whilst daydreaming she had nearly missed a question someone had asked. She managed to bat it back adroitly but she had to take care. Concentrate! But it was so difficult to concentrate when she kept thinking about having a stiff cock to suck. The chairman of the meeting called a recess for 15 minutes. probably the old guy needed a comfort break, she thought, but good news for me. She walked straight out and along the corridor until she found a suitable room. Like a little lamb he had trotted along the corridor after her. The room she had chosen had a big desk with a vanity board facing the door. Perfect she thought - I can easily hide under there. "I said if you do as you're told you'd have a good time. Now drop your trousers and sit behind the desk. You tell me when you're going to come. Got that? So don't you dare come in my mouth or you will be in so much trouble." Almost immediately he was ready. She climbed under the table and, kneeling under the table, she finally came face to face with his cock. Mmm... nice, tasty looking. A quick lick of the tip confirmed her hopes. Stiff and a nice size, quite thick and a good eight inches. There was no way she was getting all of that in her mouth but the head was perfect for sucking which she licked all around. It was very nice so she gave it a little suck too. Just the tip, sliding her lips up and down slowly. Delicious! She kept up that steady motion, the same pace for a little while. He was a noisy one! Moaning and sighing all the time. Well at least he was enjoying himself, she thought. Suddenly there was a noise at the door and someone came in! This was the real test for him. was he up to it? "Oh, hi!" said the voice. "Didn't realise you were here. On your own?" Fiona gave his delicious cock a few extra hard sucks at that point. "Er, yes!" he replied in an unusually high voice. "I'm just thinking about what we've discussed so far..." "Yes, we've covered a lot of ground haven't we? By the way, have you seen Fiona? You know, smart business skirt and jacket. " "Oh, I know who you mean but..." she gave him really deep suck, squeezing his balls with her hand, and flicking the his cock with her tongue inside her mouth. "...yes?" "But I haven't seen her anywhere." "Okay, resumption in 5 minutes, by the way. " "Yeah, I guess I'd better get back." The door closed. "He's gone now, but we haven't got long. We'd better go. " "Don't you want me to make you come? " He answered by pushing her head back down onto his cock. Now she was going to make it happen. She sucked hard and really bobbed up and down, fast. She knew he wouldn't last long and sure enough, he soon told her to stop. "I'm going to come!" he whispered. She took his cock out of her mouth, grabbed his shirt tails and wanked him off into that. He orgasmed with considerable satisfaction and she saw the wet patch on his shirt grow. She quickly got up, straightened her clothes and walked towards the door. "Good boy. Nice cock. Next time it's my turn. " And she went back to the meeting, just in time to start the next session. The young man was late back to his seat and received a rather stern look from the chairman. Fiona's mind started wandering after about 20 more minutes of the tedious debate. She needed his tongue now. She just had to get licked and she was struggling to think about anything else.The meeting passed by in a blur. She was like a lust struck teenager who couldn't concentrate on school. It would have to be lunchtime before she could get him to eat her pussy. She couldn't decide whether she wanted to lie back on a boardroom table or sit on his face. She had a lovely time deciding which one she wanted, but by lunchtime she'd made up her mind. There was a finger buffet for lunch. Fiona managed to get to the front of the queue and soon had a nice selection of food. There was a balcony outside their meeting room which was on the first floor. The balcony was shared by another room. She couldn't help looking in and found to her delight that it was empty.The boy had worked out where she was and followed her out. "Follow me!" she whispered. They went into the other room and found a large wooden boardroom table with fancy leather upholstered seats. A cut above their room, she thought. She directed him to shut the glass doors to the balcony and to lock the door into the corridor. "Sit!" she directed. He did so, taking the seat at the head of the table. "Now watch carefully. " He looked at her. He had been admiring her figure all day. Her lovely breasts, the shape of her hips, her business attire - blouse pinstripe jacket, pinstripe skirt, stockings, and elegant heels. But what she did next was an utter surprise to him. She stood sideways on to him. She lifted her skirt to her waist, first revealing her stocking tops (hold ups of course) and then, could he believe his eyes? No panties? Wow! Had she been like that all day? His cock became even stiffer at the thought. And then ... she sat in the edge of the table in front of him and he almost came in his own pants when he saw her unbelievable, gorgeous, lickable, delicious, clean shaven pussy. He liked to lick, sure, but he'd never licked one like this before - not a clean shaven pussy. It looked incredible, and in his short sweet life he'd never seen anything so smooth before. The thought entered his mind that actually this whole meeting was in fact a bonus for being such a good employee and his boss had set him up! "Lick me, " she commanded. "Lick me til I come. Don't stop for anything. I don't care what it is just keep on eating me until I tell you to stop. " He didn't need a second invitation. He lowered his lips to her pussy lips and kissed tenderly. He poked his tongue out just a touch and licked slowly up and down, just the tip touching her. She shivered with delight and ran her fingers through his hair, holding him to her pussy. With his fingers he gently parted her pussy lips, rubbing her gently as he did. But now when his tongue made contact again it was firmer, pressing harder, and the pleasure it gave her was much stronger. Too strong for her to contain her gasp. Knowing how much it was turning her on, he intensified his attention to her pussy. He pulled her lips wider and licked and licked and licked, faster and faster. The pleasure for her was intense, and her gasps were continuous now, with every out breath. Just then there was a rattle at the door handle. "I thought you said you'd left it open?" came a voice. "I did. I'll just fetch the key. Back in 2 minutes", came the other voice. He wanted to make her come now; he was desperate to do it so that they could get out of there. He slipped a finger into her pussy. Oh it was so tight! Her pussy muscles squeezed his finger, clamping onto him, whilst his tongue continued to give her an intense feeling. Her gasps got closer and closer until she burst out with a final loud shriek. She'd made it to her orgasm. Almost immediately she rolled nimbly off the table, pulled her skirt back down and walked briskly towards the window. By the time she had got the balcony, she was completely normal again. Just in time too! She heard behind her the same two voices asking the boy, (as she liked to call him): "What are you doing here?" "How did you get in?" "I'm just on a lunch break and I needed a few private minutes for meditation. " She laughed silently to herself and returned to the boring meeting. After that her pussy was wet and stayed wet. There was one more thing she had to do with him - she had to fuck him. She had to have his cock inside her. She needed to feel his cock in her tight wet pussy, ramming in and out of her like there was no tomorrow. And she wanted him to fuck her on that board room table, despite the fact that there was a meeting in the room, there had to be a way. And as she daydreamed about getting fucked an idea came into her head. At a coffee break she merely passed him a note telling him what to do next. Then she went to the ladies and on her return she took off her shoe and used the heel to whack the fire alarm. All hell broke loose. Everyone rushed into the corridor. She knelt down to put her shoe on and let everyone rush past. Then she slipped back into the other board room where he'd eaten her out before. There he was, waiting behind the door. "Fuck me hard. No slowing down. I want you to come before anyone gets back. " she ordered. She hitched her skirt up to her waist and sat on the edge of the table. Meanwhile he had dropped his trousers and once again she feasted her eyes on his stiff cock. Only this time it was heading for her pussy not for her mouth. He slid nicely in, filling her right up. That was the best moment of the day for them both - what they'd been building up to all day since their eyes met. He moved back out and then, oh then! He was fucking her so hard, so well, so deep, it was amazing. She loved being stretched like that as he filled her up, it was so powerful and earthy. Then she started to hear an amplified voice from outside. "The problem's been identified everyone, it's safe to go back in. " they both heard it. "Faster, fuck me harder, don't hold back. That's it! Come for me, oh yes, oh yes, good boy. And thank you by the way. " She kissed him on the cheek and once again slipped put of the door back into the ladies to sort herself out. Looks like the boy was in trouble again for being in the wrong room, she thought to herself, as she overheard him getting interrogated for being in the boardroom again. The final part of the meeting passed fairly painlessly after that and a date was fixed for next month. She couldn't wait.