2 comments/ 12265 views/ 1 favorites All Work & No Play By: Sas It Up2 I just dragged this one from the closet, feel free to enjoy any of my writing at Sas It Up & Sas It Up2. This one is for a special friend, whom I don't hear from anymore...maybe they will read it...and know. * * * * * The security guy glances up from his position as he sees me walk through the heavy glass doors. His gaze travels up my stockings; he imagines that he can see through my dark skirt to the garters hidden beneath. My thighs a contrast to such dark material. The rain has slicked back my hair, even with the umbrella. My white blouse is plastered to my skin as my nipples peer through the sheer fabric. I hear a small groan as I walk by the desk of the security guy to the elevator bank on the left side. I can feel his gaze on my ass. I know my body is on fire and that he can detect every inch of my aroused state. I feel as if he can smell my scent and hear my pulse as the elevator chimes open. I exit the elevator, my hair a bit more tame as I walk down the hall. My heels click as I walk down the hall, the marble giving them a distinct sound. My boots are a tell tale sign of my arrival, A constant joke amongst my friends. I can be heard coming down the hall, but I know you wont hear me. You never do. I slip inside your office, closing the door behind me. I slide my skirt down my thighs, letting it fall to floor, lifting my leg I kick it off. Next I undo the five small pearl buttons on my blouse. As I peel the fabric from my shoulders I look down at my wet nipples, no wonder the security guy could only stare. My pink nipples had darkened and pebbled into tight rose-colored nubs. Slowly I remove the hairpins keeping my hair up. I toss my hair from side to side, feeling the wet tips brush against my bare backside. I slide the dark black panties from my shaved pussy and rub myself once before pushing the material down my thighs, letting the panties fall to my feet. Stepping out of them I walk towards the desk. I smile as I find you seated at your computer, as always. "Hey baby, whatcha doing?" I whispered in your ear before biting the soft flesh of your ear lobe, "Any time for me?" You don't respond at all, its like your entranced, eyes fixed on the computer screen. Mouth gaping just slightly. Spinning your chair aside you look dazed and confused at me. You greet me slowly and smile before turning to go back to work, before your head turns away I slide my naked body onto your lap, your gaze suddenly falls to my breasts, just now noticing their pebbled state. I grin as I slide my hands over your chest, sliding a few of the buttons open, allowing my hands to slide under the fabric. A soft sprinkle of hair meets my curious hands as I rake my nails just slightly down your chest, before returning my caress to sooth the warm flesh. I grin as you lean back, forgetting your work, watching me. Crawling onto the floor between your legs I run my fingernails around your flat nipples briefly before removing my hands from your chest. I allow them the luxury of sliding down your tummy along your thighs. My hands grip your thighs as I lean my face in, pressing my cheek to the cloth-covered crotch of your pants. I love the way your slacks fit you. Covering the muscles of your thighs. I kiss the tip of your cock through the material, watching your cock grow through your pants. I pull the material around your crotch tightly. My green eyes fixed on the outline of your cock, the way the gray cotton outlines you is amazing. Shivering slightly I look up at you as I rub my fingers around your length. I smile as your gaze fastens onto my breasts. Taking your hands in mine I lead them to my breasts. Offering my lush breasts to you for your amusement. I know in return I will be allowed my pleasure; I slide your zipper down, and then quickly unbutton your pants. Pulling the stiff material back I tug your briefs down slightly, releasing you into the cool air. You're thick and hard, pushing up for attention, bobbing just slightly as I lean forward. My tongue flicks against the underside of your cock, innocently I curl my tongue along the head. Moaning softly before I allow my mouth to open and fit you between my already wet lips. Sucking softly I allow your length to slide into my mouth slowly, before I pull back. My hands grip your cock tightly as I stroke up and down your shaft. "You want me to let you cum deep in my mouth baby?" You shake your head no, before pressing your hands to the back of my head, pushing my mouth back onto your cock. "Mmmmmm," I moan before sliding my head back down on your cock. My lips encircle your swollen head as your hands burry themselves into my long red hair. Your grabbing my hair in fistfuls as you thrust your hips up into my mouth. "That's it slut, use your mouth to fuck me baby, yeah that's it ooooo yeah," your hips start to lift of your chair as your thrust become harder and fast, forcing your cock deep into my mouth. My throat strains to contain you, your cock fucking in and out of my wet lips, swollen from use. "Cum for me baby, cum all over my tits, fuck my mouth," I moan as I jerk your cock off with my hand. My tongue out waiting for your cum, as my free hand snakes down to your balls. Tugging them with my fingers as my hand works your cock up and down. "Mmmm, let me have just a little taste baby, all over my lips, mmmmm coat my face with your cum." "Oh baby yeah, that's my little cum slut, fuck yeahh," you grunt hard as your cock spasms in my palm, your cum shooting out, the first wad hitting my cheek before I redirect your cock to my mouth. Cum filling my open mouth, sliding out the sides of my mouth, along my chin, streaming down my breasts to my nipples. Your hand release my head and you lean back in your chair as I continue to suck your now softening cock into my mouth. Slowly I finish cleaning your balls with my tongue as I lean back on my heels. I look up to you. Your hand comes down to my face and you wipe your cum off me with your fingers. You slide each digit into my warm mouth, to be cleaned before you bring more cum to my mouth with the next. Soon my face and chest is clean, and you help me up. Smiling before walking to the door, I stoop and pick up my discarded clothing. I reach for my panties and pull them over my thighs. As I dress I can feel your eyes focused on me. Its funny how your body works, you can focus on only one thing at a time. But once I have your attention....well its mine. Your phone rings on your desk as I button the last button on my blouse. I laugh at your startled face, before you reach to pick it up. "Hi honey," a brief pause before you continue, "Yes, its another late night at the office, I have to finish this project, mmmhmmm yes I know, I will be home soon, uh huh," your gaze drifts to the door as it clicks behind me, "sure, love you too," you hang up softly and stare at the door. Goodnight you whisper before returning to your computer. * * * * * Feedback and Voting are Appreciated, its always nice to hear your opinions on my hobby. :) Hope it made you happy. All Work & No Play? Whoever said the expression "All work, and no play," obviously had never worked with me. I'm a flirt, no, make that a shameless flirt. If I know someone likes a certain perfume, I wear it. If I know a certain person likes hair worn a certain way, I'll wear it that way when they're working. If there's a way to put a provocative spin on something being said, I will. There's a guy I've had my eye on for a while now. He's a lab tech in a small hospital and I'm one of the nursing supervisors. We give each other the naughty little smiles. We make sly, sexual comments to each other whenever possible. This has gone on long enough. It's time to see if he's serious or all talk. I decide to make my move on night when we're working. I headed down to the lab to see what was going on while I was making my rounds. He was quite engrossed with running QC on the machines when I came in. I kind of snuck up behind him, leaned in playfully and said, "hey stranger." He looked up, surprised at first, and smiled that sexy smile of his. "You know, you shouldn't sneak up on people like that. It's not nice." "Well, I never claimed to be nice," I said. I then hopped up onto the counter to sit while he worked. We talked about the usual things, coworkers, work, and a recent party we had both been to. Then I noticed his gaze was wandering from my face to my chest while he was talking. I was a little surprised, but pleased, thinking maybe this was finally going to go somewhere. Almost out of the blue, he leans in close and says, "what if I touched your tits right now?" I couldn't tell if he was serious or just playing like he usually does. Approaching his question as if it were a dare, I answered, "You can do whatever you like. It's not like you meant it anyway." I could feel myself getting wet as we spoke. He stared at me contemplating what to do next, and almost without warning, he reached up with both hands and grabbed my boobs. "Nice tits," he said. I didn't know what to say, and it was all I could do to not make a sound when he rubbed my nipples through my scrubs. And then he stopped. He sat back and looked at me, quite proud of himself, giving me a cocky smile. "What," I said, as he continued to stare. "Oh nothing," he said. "Just wondering if you were going to quit being a chicken shit and make a move of your own," he said. Not being one who likes to be out done, or out dared, I felt I had to do something. I reached over and grabbed his cock with my right hand and began rubbing its length through his scrubs. I was trying to hide my total amazement as his cock hardened and I could appreciate its full length. He was HUGE. He continued looking at me stroking his cock. For a brief moment I remembered I was at work and snapped back to reality. I removed my hand and looked at him, saying, "I'd ask if you if you were happy now, but given how hard you are, I'd guess that's a silly question." "Now look what you did," he said, looking down at the huge bulge in his scrubs. "You started it!" I said. "Well, you better figure out a way to finish it," he said. Trying to think quickly, I moved and heard the jingling in my pocket. Keys, I have keys in my pocket! Damn, it's good to be the boss sometimes! "Ok," I said, "downstairs in the computer room in 5 minutes." He nodded. I got down off the lab counter to leave and noticed the wet spot I'd left on the counter. I blushed. He laughed and said, "That's awesome!" I made a quick appearance in 2 departments so to not make a scene, and I headed to the basement. I was standing in the hallway, feeling like a nervous schoolgirl. My heart was racing. It felt like an eternity standing there in the hallway waiting for him. Finally he showed. He had something in his hand. He said he needed to back up the lab files in the computer room. Good story! He's thought this through much better than I thought. My hands shook as I fumbled with the keys to let us into the computer room. No sooner did we make it into the room, he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards a dark corner in the room behind some shelves. He ripped open the front of my scrubs in one swift motion and planted his mouth hungrily against mine. His tongue was all over my mouth and my tongue was meeting his every move. My hands quickly found their way back down to his huge cock, which was already hard and waiting for my attention. I pulled his scrubs down and dropped to my knees in front of him, taking his cock into my mouth. He sighed as I expertly took care of him. I licked the head of his cock first, flicking the head quickly with my tongue and leading into little circles. Then I took his length into my mouth. Given his reaction, I'd say he wasn't used to having someone be able to handle his length orally. "Fuck!!!" he moaned! My hands worked his tightening balls as I continued to suck his hard cock. I could taste the precum oozing from his dick. I then switched to licking up and down the length of his shaft. He then grabbed my head and pulled my face firmly back onto his cock. I sucked him very close to cumming and then stopped. He was pissed, and looked at me lustfully. "Oh, you'll pay for that one later he said as he pulled my scrubs down and pushed me over the top of an old desk. In one swift movement he pushed his huge cock into my tight, wet pussy. "Fuck, you're tight!" he moaned. I shuddered with pleasure as he began to find a rhythm in our fucking. I tried to stand to play with him but he continued to push me back onto the desk, enjoying the control. I could feel a wild orgasm approaching and began to get a little louder. "Right there," I moaned. "Like that!" He continued his pumping for another moment or two and then pulled out. I was so turned on wondering what was to cum. And then he turned me around and began to fuck my face frantically. "You won't leave me like that again," he said, as he fucked my mouth. His pace quickened, and I could hear his breathing quicken. His balls tightened and he grunted, " Here cums!" He pulled out of my mouth and came all over my and face. I grabbed his cock and milked every last drop from his impressive cock. He looked at me in amazement. What has just happened was SO HOT! But I was also still SO HORNY since he'd left me unsatisfied. He continued to stare until finally he smiled that cocky, sexy smile of his and he picked me up and laid me down on the desk. He pushed my legs up and out and got his face right down onto my pussy. His tongue went to work instantly. He flicked my clit with firm, quick strokes until I was ready to cum. I heard him say, "Cum for me!" And with that, and his licking, I shuddered in orgasm. My body shook and I felt a release like I'd never felt before. I damn near passed out. I laid there on the desk for a moment and noticed he was dressing already. "I hate to fuck and run," he said, "but we need to get back to work before anyone suspects anything." "I know," I sighed. I got myself up and tried to dress. My legs were still trembling. He grabbed me once more and kissed me deeply. "Until next time," he said. "You can count on it," I said. And back up the stairs we went. All Work and No Play A work experience: One of the most vivid memories is one when I was still going to college (about 21yrs old) and working full time at a computer company which produced satellite decoders. The company was broken down into two distinct departments, including separate buildings for each. I was the production manager which meant I oversaw the misc. parts as they traveled from inventory through to the final assembly. My boss (Marsha) was a very attractive, and very driven divorced woman who I guess to be about 30yrs old. She was brunette with brown eyes, and was about 5’10” tall. Her figure was very striking, with long legs that reached up to one of the best asses I have ever seen (being and ass man, this was nearing perfection). We were working on a project for the Weather Channel to build about 100 decoders in a very short period of time. I had worked hard on other projects we had engaged in, and she asked me to be the production manager on this one. She said that she didn’t trust many other people at the company to produce these decoders without production errors, and said she couldn’t afford to have the customer get even a single bad device. So she offered to pay a few of us triple time if we would work 12-14 hours days until the task was completed. This meant that she and I would be spending many hours alone in one end of the building while the rest of the staff assembled the decoders at the other end. After several days of working late into the night, and often being the last ones to leave, we began to build a friendship. Our long hours together also began to wear down our defenses and our topics of discussion became more and more “adult”. One night (about 11:00 p.m.) she came into my office (which was inside the parts area, and had a window which looked out into the parts room and was opposite the window in her office on the other side of the room where she could look into the same room), and ask me if I had ever seen an X-rated movie. She went on to explain that she had come to see me as a very close friend, and felt comfortable enough with me to confide that it had been some time since she attended such a feature, and thought it might be fun to share with a friend she could trust not to gossip around the office. I told her I had never had the pleasure to experience an adult movie before and wasn’t quite sure what to expect. I was beginning to get turned about the prospects of what might happen after the movie, as I listened to her describe them as “grunt and grope” flicks. As my hormones started to surge, and I began to feel more and more awkward. I guess she could sense this, and began to apologize for bringing the subject up. Seeing the moment slipping away, I finally came right out and told her that I was not afraid of going to the movie with her, but was concerned that after seeing those actors in heat on the screen, I was concerned that I couldn’t help but make a move on her. She seemed surprised by my frankness, but quickly said she would just have to take that chance. We took her custom white Toyota extended cab pickup and she drove us to the one local adult theater in town. On the way, she stopped at a liquor store and bought a bottle of vodka, then pulled into a 7-11 and bought two large Big-gulps. The theater was about 40 minutes from work, so we started to mix our drinks and consume them in the car. (I remember we didn’t talk to much on the way). When we arrived at the theater, we found a big sign on the door that said due to local pressures and pending law suits, the owners had elected to shut the establishment down. I can’t tell you how disappointed I was to see this, and right at the point I was ready to say something stupid like “I guess this must me a sign that this wasn’t meant to be”, she said “I have some movies back at my townhouse. Do you have time to go with me there?” I think I can still feel the impact from my jaw hitting the pavement. I mumbled something to the affirmative, and we headed back to work to pick-up my car (she said something about it not being a good idea for me to spend the night at her place, and I should really follow her home in my car). When we got to her place, she showed me where the TV and VCR was, and asked me to pick out a movie from about ten tapes in plain blue boxes, then she quickly went upstairs. I choose one titled something like “A woman’s touch”, and sat down in a chair with the remote in my hand. She was gone for sometime, and I began to think she had changed her mind, but didn’t know how to tell me. So, I thought I would go upstairs and tell her that I needed to leave for some stupid reason. I headed upstairs and moved slowly toward the only room with a light on (I guess I was thinking that if I wasn’t going to be able live out a fantasy tonight, I might at least try to see if I could catch a glimpse of her undressing since the door was ajar about 2 inches). When I got to her door, I was met with the image of her lying on her back in bed with only a sweatshirt on, and nothing covering the lower half of her naked body. As I stood there, she slowly moved her hand across her belly, and began to massage her crotch. I stood there in disbelief as I watch her bring her self to orgasm. It must have taken about 5-minutes, although it seemed like only seconds. I just stood there frozen, and I remember being amazed how beautiful she looked as she began to near her climax -- legs shaking and toes pointed. When she finished, I quickly moved back done stairs and yelled up from the bottom that I was sorry, but I had to go, and maybe we could do it again sometime. I stood there for about 30 seconds, and after no response, I yelled again that I had to leave. After again getting no answer to my announcement, I grabbed the bottle with the rest of the Vodka in it, and finished it off as I drove home. I remember getting home and masturbating while the thoughts of her lying there on that bed were still burned into my mind. I had a couple of fantastic orgasms. I can remember how my penis felt like it was going to explode with the first orgasm, and how the first two shots of cum shot over my head and hit the wall behind me, and the third landed on my neck. After I finished for the second time, I can remember like it was yesterday, lying there on my bed with warm semen on my chest in a sort of afterglow...then it hit me!! I regretted not letting her know I was there in the doorway. I regretted not offering to help her pleasure herself. I was full of regrets. But most of all, I regretted that I didn’t stick around to see what might have happened if I stayed. I couldn’t believe I just left! Still to this day, I don’t know why I did. Perhaps I was afraid she heard me...I don’t know. The next day, I thought it might be awkward walking into the building and passing her office on the way to mine. I wouldn’t know what to say. I figured that if one of us was going to have to talk first, it would be her. With this in mind, I arrived at work about 6:45a.m. only to see her truck parked out front. I walked inside the building and passed her office, only to find it to be vacant. I quickly went to my office in the parts area and found on my desk a blue video cassette box that I recognized from being the one I had selected the night before with a note on it which read something like, “Sorry I fell asleep upstairs last night when you where so nice to join me for a movie. Probably for the best. Here is the movie you picked out last night. Just return it when you finished”. I looked out my office window which faced here office and could now see her sitting at her desk reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee. I walked over to her office and stuck my head in the door to thank her for the movie, and tell her I was OK with how last night turned out. She hardly looked up from her paper. She told me I should feel free to borrow any of the other tapes she had, but in the future, maybe it would be best if I viewed them with some of the “guys”. I went back to my office, and tried to work, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her in her office. As I watched her reading her paper, I could only think of how she looked glistening with sweat as her hips arched up to meet her hand just a few hours before. While I sat there, I began to get an erection. I instinctually reached down and rubbed it through my pants as I stared at her and replayed last night over and over in my mind. I surveyed the situation and decided that the wall at the base of the window in my office was high enough that she couldn’t tell what I was doing with myself from about the top of my desk down (it wasn’t really much of a desk, but more of a table with a filing cabinet on one side. I thought it was pretty cool, but how cool could it be -- I didn’t even have carpeting, but the same concrete floor that was in the parts room). I slowly removed my throbbing penis and couldn’t believe what I was about to do. But as I slowly began rubing myself, I realized the fact that I might get caught wasn’t enough to stop me now...and anyway, it would only add to the excitement. The sensations were almost taking my breath away and I didn’t want it to come to an end. But in almost no time, I could feel myself reaching the point of no return and I began to shoot my load on the concrete floor. I could see over my desk as the first shot landed just in eye-sight on the otherside (in all my masturbatory sessions, and I had engaged in quite a few up to that point, I couldn’t remember having my cum shot as far as it had during my mind-blowing orgasm the night before, and the one I was having at that moment). After I finished I quickly put myself back together, and stood up to get something to wipe off the floor, when Marsha stepped into the doorway of my office. I will never forget how embarrassed I was as she looked at me, then looked at the floor under my desk and said “I forgot what I was going to ask you. Why don’t you come over to my office when you have a minute”. In a stupor, I quickly grabbed my jacket from the hanger behind my door, and wiped up the floor with it. I tried to convince myself that maybe she didn’t know what it was -- but who was I kidding! I looked through my window and could see her again at her desk so I walked over to her doorway telling myself that if she said anything I would tell her how I had innocently seen her as well. She asked me to come in and shut the door. I thought this could be really good...or really bad. Just then she smiled and said she knew I saw her last night, and didn’t know how she could ever face me again. Then I go and do something like this.... She said that as much as the opportunity was there to explore this situation more fully, we needed to wait until after this project was over because she could see how we both might be too distracted, and she had put her heart and soul into these decoders. I quit working for this company about 2 months later over a dispute between myself and the owner over pay. And although Marsha and I never did get “together”, I used that experience a number of times over the years as masturbatory fodder. Although, I kick myself sometimes for not looking her up after I left, I did end up with her tape. It turned out to be an all girl movie with a lot of group sex. I often wondered what that meant. But you know us guys...this only turned me on that much more. All Work and No Play This story is a work of fiction, but I do have to admit that the people in the story are very much real. Although I will omit most of the identifying information, those that are mentioned might still recognize themselves if they look closely enough. * Rob couldn't seem to stop staring at her. No matter how hard he tried, there she was. It didn't help that they worked for the same big toy store. Normally he didn't go for black girls but for her he would definitely make an exception. She had long brown hair that just brushed the top of her chocolate shoulders. Her dark brown eyes were mesmerizing and her full lips were constantly in his fantasies and dreams. She was very short with an extremely full figure: He asked her in the week they first met exactly how tall she was. She told him she was 4' 8". Looking at her you would think she was only 12 because of how little she was. When someone first told him she was actually 25 he was blown away. She was his fantasy come to life and every time he tried to talk to her, he got all tongue tied and had to walk away before he embarrassed himself. One day, they were both assigned to work in the stockroom cleaning the shelves and taking inventory after the store closed. He could hardly believe his luck. Their boss would go into her office and not come out until they came to her and told her they were done. " So is this going to take a long time?" she asked. "Not that long" he replied. "Well I hope not, I need to get out of here as soon as possible." "Hot date?" "Not yet but I'm working on it." He was curious about what she meant by that but decided to keep quiet and wait for a time when there was no one around to ask her. After the last customer and employee had left the store he went looking for her. When he didn't see her after walking all of the aisles in the store, he quickly made his way into the back stockroom. "Lee, where are you?" he called. "In here Rob" she answered. Peering around the corner, he caught a glimpse of her walking into the stockroom office and decided to follow her to see what she was working on and maybe catch a glimpse of her tits when she bent over in her partially unbuttoned work shirt. He always got a thrill when she did that her breasts were at least a 38c and that looked amazing on her. Rob caught up to her in the office. She was on the computer entering in the information for the inventory. She must be in a hurry, he thought. "What's the rush?" he asked. "Still planning for that hot date tonight?" "Got to find the date first." "What do you mean find the date?" "Simple. I go online and go into a chat room to see if there are any people there who live close enough to meet for a little no strings fun" As she talked, Rob found his dick getting hard. The thought of being able to sink into that black pussy was enough to make him tent his shorts big time. "Why go online? Can't you find any guys the normal way. I mean you know how gorgeous you are. I bet you have guys lined up waiting for a chance to get with you." "That's so sweet." Rob blushed. Now she was going to think he was a complete and total nerd. What made him say something like that to her. " Guys just look at me and think I am a little kid so they don't approach me. When I am online no one can tell how tall I am so they are more willing to give me a shot." "I would give you a shot." " Well I still don't have a date for tonight. Sure, why not." He could hardly believe his luck. This beautiful goddess wanted to go out with him. It was the best news he had ever heard. They went back to work on the stockroom, finishing in record time. Before they knew it, it was time to leave. They shut down all the lights and quickly informed the manager they were done before heading out the door. After a quick discussion, they decided to go to a nearby hotel. Since Lee lived so far away she was not as familiar with the area as Rob so he led the way. When they got there, Rob jumped out of his car and immediately went to go register for the room while she sat in the car. As soon as he came out she got out of her car and followed him. They ended up in a room on the top floor of the hotel. Lee looked around while he nervously started closing the curtains and turning on all the lights. When he turned around to say something to her he found himself at a loss for words. She had stripped and was standing in the middle of the room. He couldn't speak. He could hardly breathe. "One of us is severely overdressed right now." "Well let me catch up then." With a grin on his face he slowly started to undress all the while watching her watching him. He could tell she was getting turned on by what she was seeing cause her breathing got faster and her nipples were standing at attention. Finally they were both naked. He picked her up and tossed her on the bed. As soon as she landed on the bed, his lips landed on hers, the kiss as passionate as he had ever had. He couldn't help himself, she was so damn hot. While he was kissing her, she started running her hands up and down his back, sending shivers up and down his spine. He worked his hand between them and began to pull on her nipples before abandoning her lips to replace his hands with his mouth. "Oh shit, that feels so good. You're going to make me cum just like that." Rob grinned around her nipple before moving on to the other one. His free hand was caressing her hip and thigh before he slid his hand her pussy. Slowly he ran his finger up and down her slit, never letting up on her nipples. She was so wet he almost came just from the feel of her hot wet pussy. To make it easier to reach her, he rolled her on to her side and continued to tease her with soft touches. "Stop playing. "she panted. "Make me." he challenged. Up to this point she had been fairly passive. Now she decided to take some initiative. Her hand went to his balls, fondling and caressing, but never actually touching his dick. After only a few seconds of this he caved, if only so she would stop torturing him. His busy fingers found her clit and continued their soft exploration. He could immediately feel a change in her. Her hand moved to his dick and took up the firm stroke he had been craving since the beginning, Her moans were getting louder and louder. Her body starting to thrash around the bed. It took all of his willpower not to cum at the sight of her. Quickly he abandoned his playing, leaned over the bed to get the condom out of his pants and slipped it on faster than he had in his entire life. As he eased his dick into her hot, wet pussy he felt the walls of her pussy grabbing on to him as she had what he planned to be the first of many orgasms. As soon as he was seated to the hilt, she started screaming and calling out his name "Fuck! Fuck me Rob please! Oh my god, that feels so fucking good." Rob couldn't say a word. He was too busy trying not to come all the while slamming his dick into her harder and harder, never seeming to be able to get deep enough to satisfy himself. She was so tight it felt amazing. When he felt Lee starting to have another orgasm, he finally let pumping for all he was worth. She screamed and came and the contractions of her pussy sent him over the edge as he spewed buckets of cum into the condom. "Damn that was good. We should do it again." Rob couldn't speak so he just nodded. All Work and No Play... You are standing by the side of your lorry, watching me walk towards you in this short skirt, swaying in black high heels. As I get nearer you notice that I am wearing a white shirt with three or four buttons undone at the top. You wonder why I am wearing a scarf knotted round my throat, useless, impractical thing. I have drawn level with you and I glance at you briefly before looking up at the door of your truck, which you have left open while you finish off your cigarette. You see a faint smile cross my lips before I brush past you and stretch up to climb onto the first step to climb inside your lorry. My skirt rides up and you can see that my legs are bare, save for this pair of black high heels. Your fingers itch to trace the hem of my skirt and reach beneath it and you clench them by your side as I make myself comfortable on the backseat, the back of which you have left almost horizontal, you were having a short nap before I turned up. I lean back, my legs straddled either side of the seat, my skirt riding high on my thighs, until you can just see the black thong underneath, disappearing between my legs. You move nearer to the seat, glancing over at my handbag that I have left open beside the seat. Peering out of the top you can see a small pink vibrator. Your eyes edge back towards the hem of my skirt. You can’t make up your mind, you want to get the vibrator out of my bag and put it between my legs so that you can touch the wet material between my legs, but you want to blindfold me and keep my hands out of the way so that I am helpless to interfere. You then find a use for the impractical scarf that is tied round my neck. You undo the scarf, along with a couple of buttons on my shirt to reveal the tops of my breasts. You let yourself slip for a moment and trace the swell of my breasts right into my shirt, before you remember what you set out to do. You place my hands behind my head and blindfold me, gently fixing my hands in place. If I really want to I could move them, but I am getting wet at the thought of what you plan to do, the feeling of being blindfolded is really turning me on. You push me back against the back of the seat, this makes my breasts rise against the material of my shirt. You reach down each side of the seat, gently sliding your hands from my ankles, up the calves of my legs, to my thighs. You have come across a problem, you want to remove my thong, but you don’t want to move my legs in order to do it. Eyes gleaming, you reach into your jeans and pull out your pocket knife. You open it up and trace it gently so as not to cut me, along the inside of my knee, up under my skirt along my thigh until you reach my thong. You run the knife delicately up along the crease between my legs, pausing to enjoy the sight of me shaking with excitement - and a little fear- at the thought of what you are going to do, before sliding the knife under the material and cutting through it. There, problem solved. You pull the material away from me, inhaling the scent of my wetness, before discarding the scraps of material to one side. Now the fun begins. You pick up the vibrator and turn it on, watching my reaction as I hear the faint humming. You place the vibrator against my lips, pushing it until I open my mouth and lick at it, before taking it fully into my mouth. You change position, your jeans are getting tight at the thought of what else you want to put in my mouth. You remove the toy from my mouth and slide it under my chin, down my neck, towards the edge of my shirt, your other hand undoing the buttons to bare the skin you are sliding the vibrator along. You play it over my breasts, watching my breathing getting shallower and my skin getting flushed as I get excited. You can’t help yourself, you stop to take one of my nipples into your mouth, making me gasp as you nip at it with your teeth. You continue your journey with the vibrator, along my midriff. You grab hold of a cushion and urge me to lift my hips, placing the cushion under me and pushing my skirt right up at the same time, bearing my soaking pussy to your heated gaze. With my legs either side of the seat, you can just see along my tunnel and smell my getting wet, and it is this that pushes you beyond control. You drop to your knees, pull my legs towards the edge of the seat and over your shoulders, before burying your head between my legs and your tongue inside me as far as you can reach, the vibrator forgotten, for the moment. Again and again you stab your tongue inside me, sucking on my clit until my hips and back are arched way off the seat and my teeth are clenched against the scream that you can’t wait to hear. You want to continue sucking at me and licking all around my lips, but you stop, you also want to try out the other ideas that have been running round your mind, what you would do to me if you had the chance. You glance down at the vibrator, that will do for starters. Picking the vibrator up, with my legs still over your shoulders, you insert the humming vibrator into my pussy, watching my arousal increase again after having had a few seconds to ease. Plunging it into me almost savagely so that I can feel your excitement and the fact that you are rapidly losing control, keeping the vibrator inside me, you push my legs off of your shoulders so that the angle of my body changes, but the vibrator stays the same. I can feel it causing an erotic discomfort, vibrating against one side of my tunnel. I can also feel your fingers, trailing lower than my clit, to my other hole. You insert your finger alongside the vibrator feeling the tightness. You remove it and slowly push it inside my other hole, my anus clenching with arousal at the vibrator, around your finger. More and more wetness is coming from my pussy and you smear it all over your fingers and hand. You push the vibrator deeper until I can feel it against the neck of my womb, and then push your fingers deep inside my hole, stretching me. You withdraw your fingers and the vibrator, and pull me up to a sitting position, my legs wide apart. You stand up in front of me and undo your jeans, your cock straining against the zip so much it’s painful to undo them. You dip your hand inside your jeans and pull out your cock, guiding it towards my mouth. Pushing at my lips you nearly cum then and there as I open my mouth and take you deep inside, the heat of my mouth and the strength with which I suck making it hard to resist. You push me back and I fall back against the seat. You pull me towards the edge of the seat and part my legs wide, so wide it’s almost painful. Putting my legs either side of your hips so that I am on my back with my hips arched high, you plunge your cock deep into my pussy, your thumb rubbing my clit in a erotic vibration. This time I am unable to hold back my screams as you slip out of me, only to push as many of your fingers as you can, into my pussy and your cock into my other hole. It’s too late, I’m too far over, and I arch up high as I cum, with you pumping into me, your cock enveloped by the vibration from my orgasm, making you slam even harder as you reach your release. All Work & No Play Ch. 1 Taking a long deep breathe you glance up at the clock, discovering that 6 pm has come around yet again. Rubbing your eyes in an attempt to chase away the ache building there, you realize there is the noise of a soft knock upon your door. Your gaze shifts up slowly, followed by a deep growl. Gruffly you remark, "Come in," praying it isn't more work being delivered into your hands. The door creeps open slowly, revealing my face to you as I peak in, a smile fluttering upon my lips. Watching the stress ease out of your body at the sight of me, I lean against the door watching you stretch back in your chair. Voice soft as I speak, "Long day dearie?" Seeing you hold out your hand towards me, I walk forward slowly, letting the door fall closed with a click behind me. Long legs bringing me closer to you, stepping carefully in the strappy black shoes. Dressed casually, long dark denim skirt flirting around my legs, four long slits in the material giving you glimpses of the warm skin underneath. Watching your eyes slip up from my thighs, to the black shirt loosely hanging over my body. The material cupping tighter around my chest with a long V dipping between my breasts, giving you a view of the soft mounds of pleasurable flesh, leading up to show the length of my collar bone. Smooth pale white skin leading up to my face, coppery brown hair falling loosely about my shoulders. Finding your gaze inching higher, my lips curled into a smile...that smile being echoed in my deep grey eyes. Finally reaching your hand, placing mine within your firm grasp. A soft giggle slipping from my lips at the tug of your hand to bring me falling into your lap. A smile appears on my mouth at the touch of your hands cupping my cheeks. Inhaling slowly, deeply, taking in your scent. Leaning forward and letting my soft wet tongue trace across your lower lip...just tasting the flavour of your flesh. Hearing a lil growl within your throat, giggling softly, shifting on your lap to straddle your thighs. Purrs gently, my mouth almost touching yours, but not quite, just close enough so you can feel my warm breath slipping out over you. "Feeling a lil frustrated?" I ask on almost a moan, hips shifting again to push into closer contact with yours. Long bare silky soft legs wrapping around you gently, bare from material as they slide perfectly between the slits of the skirt. Hips falling into a slow shifting pattern against you, almost instinctually, as if shifting on a horse while it walks. Hips forward, then back...forward, then back. Each lil shift forward brings the tips of my breasts brushing against your chest, arms resting loosely over your shoulders. Rubbing a bit more firmly with my hips, feeling the pressure build as you harden against my heat. Whispering gently, lips against your mouth, "You should really learn to be more rela..." being cut off by the almost violent attack of your mouth against mine. Moaning at the assault, feeling your tongue delve into my sweet wet mouth, tasting, taking as you please. My hands against your chest, nails digging in slightly, feeling your groin thrust hard against me, throbbing, hard, aching. Your left hand cupping my right breast, pinching and rolling and tugging at the hardened nipple there. Your left, gripping at my ass, holding me down as you thrust hard against my aching mound. Going from being the tease to being completely and totally under your control in seconds. Hating it...and loving it all in the same breathe. Reluctantly, searching for the willpower to pull away, breaking the kiss. Gasping for breathe, eyes dark, completely falling into the need for you...to feel you rip off my clothes, bend me over the desk and plunge your aching thick cock deep within my molten hot pussy. Holding back as you try to kiss me again, feeling you thrust against me, my clit pulsing, juices leaking from my swollen lips contained in the thin scrap of black lace. Voice trembling a bit, trying to make words out of her sex-orientated thoughts. "Hun, uh we ummm we need to...dinner...reservations...we have them...for tonight...." Listening to you growl deeply, feeling your penis still throbbing insistently between my thighs. I lean forward, breathing rough from the pleasure pumping through my veins, brushing my mouth against yours, "I promise you won't be disappointed by the meal...or the dessert!" Giggling slightly as your eyes flash at the word dessert, feeling your strong hands grip my waist and put me to my feet. Grip fumbling for the desk, finding my legs shaky, weak from the flashes of desire that is still spasming through my body. Turning towards the door, taking in a slow long breath, trying to control my body's urges, return my breathing to normal. Just as my hand reaches for the handle on the door, your hands slams down against it, pushing the door firmly closed with an echoing bang. My blood rushes as you force me around again, press me back tight against the door, feeling the hard excitement of your cock throbbing with purpose against my lower tummy. Glancing up at your eyes, I finding you smiling back at me, almost in a devilish way. Watching your eyes flash a little dangerously, I listen to your voice letting me know, "Missy, it better be damn good dessert...because I'm in the mood for seconds…maybe even thirds!" ~ To Be Continued ~