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My Taboo Women Ch. 01

By: headcase35



"Is that Chalfont cognac?" Tara Daniels asked.

"That's right," I said standing in her office doorway with the bottle of brandy in one hand and two glasses in the other. "I thought we'd celebrate our big win today."

"I don't usually drink, but sure, why not?"

I walked up to her desk and set the glasses down then opened the bottle and poured our glasses just over the halfway point.

"A little much, don't you think?"

"How else am I going to get you wasted?" I said.

She gave a chuckle over that comment, but in reality I was trying to get her to loosen up to make it easier for me to seduce her.

We both picked up our glasses and toasted to the Peterson account and a job well done and drank. She coughed a little after a few sips, I guess she really wasn't much of a drinker. I goaded her to drink more and she did, this time she was able to handle it better.

After we were done I refilled our glasses some more, this time just little more than before.

"We really shouldn't be drinking this much," she said.

"Come on, live a little," I replied with a big smile.

"I wonder what HR would say about me drinking after hours in the office with one of my subordinates," she said as she took another sip.

"Screw them," I said. "They don't have to deal with our pain in the ass clients, we do."

"I'll drink to that," she said as she raised her glass in the air then taking another sip.

"Come on, lets sit down," I said.

I took her gently by the arm and guide her to her couch on the other side of the room and got her to sit down. I then went back for the brandy and set it on the coffee table in front of her. I refilled both our glasses and sat down next to her.

"We do need to celebrate," she said. "This was a huge account. Enough to save some jobs and maybe even get us some well deserved raises."

"I'll drink to that," I said. She agreed, we touched glasses and took another big sip.

Tara was a beautiful woman, sexy woman. But that wasn't why I was trying to fuck her on her office couch... OK, its part of the reason why. If she wasn't hot, I wouldn't have been there. The main reason was for the challenge of it all, that the whole situation was considered taboo. I read an article recently about the top 10 taboo women that men secretly want to sleep with and why. Reading that article got me really excited, there were a few types of women on the list that I always wanted to sleep with, and a few others that I never really thought about but it got me thinking about how exciting it would be to sleep with them.

That's why I was there on the couch, because of the list. NUMBER ONE: Your Woman Boss.

Fortunately, I had Tara as my boss and she was smoking hot. She was only a few years older than me, about 34, long dirty-blonde hair, and even though she always dressed professionally, you could tell from how her clothes formed around her that she was definitely packing a nice little body under there. Tara was also recently divorced, her husband of 7 years cheated on her one too many times and she finally through him out. She threw herself into her work, even working after hours and on the weekends. I also found out that she turned down several advances from other men who worked in the company, and even turned down requests from her friends to set her up on a blind date. I knew she was in need of a good fuck she just needed a little help getting there. 

After a few minutes of chatting and a little more drinking I finally made my move and put my hand her thigh. Her skirt was riding up a little and I had a good feel of her warm skin.

"What are you doing?" Tara asked as she giggled.

"I think you know," I said.

"Come one, Michael. I'm your boss," she said and took another sip of her cognac.

"That only makes it more exciting," I said.

I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She didn't turn her head away or push me away; she just sat there letting me kiss her for a good long while. I let go of the kiss and looked at her, her eyes were closed but they opened up soon after and she just looked at me. She took the glass that was still in her hand and finished up her cognac and slammed it on the coffee table. Then she took my glass and finished what was left in that one and threw it over her shoulder. Then she grabbed me with both hands by the shirt collar and pulled me straight to her face and kissed me hard. Our tongues danced in each others mouths. She hadn't had a good time like this in years and she was going to make every moment of this worth the long wait.

As we kissed we kicked off our shoes and peeling each others clothes off. Seeing it was difficult to kiss while undressing we each other, we both mutually stopped kissing and began taking off our own clothes. I got down to my boxers and she got down to her underwear. Her underwear was nothing special, your standard white, its not like she was expecting to get fucked on her office couch that evening, but still she looked great. Her body was better than I expected it would be; she had a nice slender body, her ass was small but firm, her tits were a perfect 36C's.

She grabbed the cognac that was still on the table and drank several gulps from the bottle before slamming it down on the table. She stood straight up, or as straight as any drunk woman could get, and took off her bra. Her tits were huge and perfect with perfect half-dollar size pink nipples. She pulled down her panties; her bush was small but covered everything. I usually liked it shaved but I was still cool with it. She put her hands on my shoulders to steady herself as she moved her body down on me. I was still sitting up on the couch, she grabbed my 8 inch member, stroked it a little before she guided it into her pussy. As she moved her body down on my dick she let out a loud moan.

"Oh, I really needed that," she said.

I had my hands firmly gripped on her ass as she rocked herself back and forth. Every time my dick moved into her body she let out another moan. She was warm and tight, she felt incredible, and I wanted the moment to last forever. Her tits were rubbing against my face and the first I chance I got I caught one of her nipples in my mouth. She held my head to her breast as I sucked on the nipple like baby. My mouth let go of her tit as she began riding me harder and her screams became louder. She arched her back very far; I had to hold on to her tighter so she wouldn't fall down backwards.

I pulled her back and got her on her back on the couch. I grabbed her hands and held them firmly over her head as I forced myself to push into her as hard and fast as I could. She screamed in both pain and ecstasy as an orgasm ripped through her body.

"Oh, I really needed that!" she screamed. "Please give me another one, please, please, please!"

I did the best I could to give her what she wanted but I couldn't do it in that position. I got off of her and pulled her off the couch. I bent her over the coffee table and got in position behind her. I guided my dick back into her pussy, grabbed firm of her ass and fucked her. I slammed in and out as hard as I could, she screamed with every thrust into her body. I smacked her ass good and hard and she like it. Before I knew it she had her second orgasm, and soon after I shot all of my cum straight into her body. As soon as I was sure I shot every drop into her I pulled out of and sat back on the couch. Tara just stayed in her doggy-style position a couple more minutes catching her breath, then she got back on the couch and sat next to me.

......

We didn't realize it but we fell asleep on the couch. We woke up naked with her head on my shoulder.

"Oh, shit!" she screamed. "We gotta get out of here."

I saw the clock she had on her desk, it said 8am, we had an hour to go home change our clothes and get back to work. But there was one problem, I was having a morning erection and big one.

"We still got an hour," I said.

"So what?" she asked as she got her panties back on.

"Well, what do you think?" I asked as I pointed to my erection.

She stood there for a few seconds thinking.

"Oh, hell," she said. "Nobody will notice if we wore the same thing as yesterday."

She got on her knees in front of me, grabbed hold of my dick and stuck it in her mouth.

END OF CHAPTER ONE

My Taboo Women Ch. 02



I live on the 5th floor of my apartment building. I'm the only one on the floor who is single and lives alone. The others are married or just living together until they get married. There's a woman who lives down the hall, her name is Paula. She's married with two kids, one is 8 the other is a newborn. Her husband is kind of a schmuck, though. He treats her well enough, but he acts like an asshole to the other tenants and doesn't seem to pay too much attention to his wife's needs. I know this because for the past two years I've been maintaining a friendly, flirtatious relationship with Paula. Mostly we talk on the elevator or in the hallway. Sometimes we just have a regular conversation, but most of the time we find ourselves flirting. She likes it because it makes her feel more attractive and wanted; I like it because I've been trying to find an opening to get her into bed. I don't care if she's married or not, she's a hot piece of ass and I want to fuck her badly. I've had a few openings to do so in the past, but I've been enjoying the hunt, it made it more exciting. But now I want to go through my list of taboo women and I want her to be part of it.

Taboo women #2: the married woman. This is considered a taboo relationship because there's no telling what could happen if you get caught with a married woman. For starters you could get the husband after you, and Paula's husband is a big dude that you don't want to fuck with. Secondly, the married woman could easily get attached to you. So if I don't play this right I could get into some serious trouble.

I don't think I have much to worry about, despite her husbands faults I don't think she's going to leave him. For starters, he's very successful and they've been planning on getting a house to move away. I don't think she would want to risk losing everything for a fling, but she needs some excitement in her life and I could give it to her. I just need to let her know that when its time to get down to it that it will be purely physical, no emotion.

I found my opening one day when I took a day off from work and I ran into her outside the building as she was bringing in her groceries with her baby in the stroller. Her husband was of course at work and her oldest son was in school. I of course flirted with her a little bit, making a comment on her yellow dress that hugged her curves in the right places. Then I offered to help bring up her groceries to her apartment while she pushed the stroller.

Inside her apartment I set the groceries on her kitchen table and she took the baby out of the stroller and held him in her arms.

"Thank you," she said. "Would you like to have some coffee with me? Unless you have other plans."

"No plans," I said. "I'm just using up one of my sick days before they expire, so I was just planning on just hanging out in my apartment."

That wasn't a lie. It has been a slow week at work and I wasn't going to be missing anything if I took one of my sick days and just stay home catch up on my Tivo.

"Ok then, have a seat and I'll be right back."

I sat on her couch in the living room and she disappeared into the baby's room to put him to sleep. It wasn't long before the baby started crying and I heard Paula mumbling something.

"Hey, Kyle," she said as she stepped out of the baby's room. "I'm sorry; maybe we should do this some other time. I've got to..." she hesitated for a moment there. "I've got to nurse the baby."

"Oh," I said.

"Its going to take some time, you don't want to wait."

"I don't mind waiting," I said. "Just tell me where the coffee is and I'll get it made for us. Just tell me how you like your coffee."

She agreed and told me where to find the coffee can and filters are and how she likes it before she went back to the baby's room to nurse him. While I got the coffee ready I couldn't help imagining her in the other room with her dress open on top and breasts exposed. Sure she was doing it to breastfeed her baby, but it was still exciting to think about. Paula was about 30 years old; she had shoulder-length blonde hair, great blue eyes. She had a great body also, a great ass that went great with her 34D tits that she liked to show off in tight t-shirts or dresses that showed just enough cleavage to get you interested but not too much to get you too distracted.

I got both our cups ready just as she came out of the baby's room. She sat down next to me on the couch and took a sip of her coffee. She closed her eyes and let out a nice little moan.

"This is good," she said. "My husband could never get the way I like it."

We chatted for a little bit, I snuck in a few little flirts to get some idea into her head. It was taking longer than I expected to take. I was beginning to think I should've put some alcohol in her coffee to get her a little tipsy like I did with my boss a couple of weeks ago. I decided to hurry things up a bit and make a very big and risky move. I put my hand on her thigh and rubbed it a little.

"What do you think your doing?" she said with a little smile.

"I just wanted to see what your dress felt like," I said with a bigger smile.

"Oh really," she said.

She put her hand on top of mine and guided it up to bare knee. I looked deep into her eyes and she stared right back at me. I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth gently and then pulled back a little. Then she grabbed my head and smashed our lips together before she shoved her tongue down my throat.

We began pawing at each other like a couple of teenagers. I began undoing the buttons on the front her dress while she was taking off my belt and unzipping my pants. I pulled her dress down to her waste and had her in her nursing bra. I reached around her back and fumbled as I undid the clasp and then took off her bra. I pulled back from her to take a good look at her amazing tits, they were spectacular. I grabbed at them and fondled them gently as she finally got my pants down just enough to get my erection out and standing. She began stroking me as we kissed some more. But I didn't want a hand job, I pulled away from her lips once more, I grabbed her head and pulled her downwards to between my legs. She opened her mouth wide and took my dick into her mouth. Her lips were perfectly sealed around the shaft; her tongue was gently massaging and lubricating it every time she bobbed her head up and down.

I got her to deep throat me a few times, getting her to gag a little each time. We went on like this for a good 10 minutes before I pulled her head out from between my legs and began kissing her and fondling her tits again. I began kissing her neck and went down slowly to her tits. I began kissing and slobbering each of her tits and she held my head firmly against them, telling me how much she loved it. I moved to one of her nipples and put it in my mouth and sucked on it a little. I was only playing around with the nipple like I usually like doing, I was caught off guard when milk starting shooting into my mouth. I tried to pull away but she held my head firmly in place telling me how good it feels so I continued to drink her breast milk some more, it wasn't so bad and it was kind of erotic.

"Oh, that feels so good," she said. "My husband won't even try it"

After a few minutes I pulled my head from her breast and told her to take me to her bedroom. On our way there we peeled off the rest of our clothes and we were naked on her bed. The idea of us doing it on the bed she shares with her husband made it even more exciting. I got on top of her and immediately shoved my dick inside her. I started fucking her as hard as I could as she begged me to go faster as she held me close against her body. In one quick motion I turned our bodies over and had her on top of me now and got her to ride. Her hands were grabbing the headboard for support; her tits bounced wildly with little drops of milk came out of her nipples and fell on my chest. I slapped her ass a few times and she loved it.

I flipped her over again and held her hands behind her head in a tight grip, it hurt her but I didn't care, plus she seemed to like it. I began fucking her harder than I did before, not letting up at any point. 

"OH YES! OH YES! GIVE ME MORE" she yelled.

"You'll take what I give you and like it slut," I replied.

I got that sensation in my balls that told me that I was ready to cum. I did what I could to hold on longer but in the end I had no choice of the matter. I gave one final thrust into her body and shot a hot stream of cum right inside of her. At the same time began to shake as an orgasm spread throughout her body.

We lay next to each other to catch our breaths. When I got my energy back I grabbed her and pulled her to her side and put my mouth on her nipple and drank more of her milk, I figured I deserved a good snack after a job well done.

Afterward we got up, gathered up our clothes and got dressed. She assured me that she knew this was just for fun, she wanted nothing more out of it. I was relieved to hear that. We set up a date and time we could do this again before I left her apartment. She and her husband were going to be moving out next month into a house and we were going to get as much out of each other as we cold before she leaves.

END OF CHAPTER 2