0 comments/ 15352 views/ 2 favorites After Work Surprise Ch. 02 By: FLrider As the first of the month rolled around again my anticipation began to build. The first time being caught was a total accident and I'd been horrified when it happened, but everything came out all right in the end, pun intended. So, as the 1st was upon us again I was both eager to be 'caught' again and pretty nervous about it at the same time. After all, I'd not talked to Tonya since that eventful day a month ago and sometimes the span of time allows one's mind to wander, to begin to doubt and question what was understood, what was implied, if the whole thing was a one-time-deal or if the opportunity for something more was a reality. After all, it was seemingly just as plausible for the whole matter to blow up and become a real stink, or it just might become something much more pleasing. The suspense was driving me nuts and at times I was totally off the idea of pushing the envelope. Then the horns sticking out of my head would take over. For the past several days as each of my co-workers would leave I'd take notice, going to deadbolt the front entrance when the last of them had exited the building and departed the parking lot on their way home. Then I'd retreat to my office in the rear of the layout, kill the lights in the main part of the office along the way, dropping my trousers and briefs to my ankles before taking my seat behind my desk, pull up my favorite webcam site and proceed to coax an erection. I didn't want to bring myself to climax too soon, wanting to give Tonya ample time to make her monthly visit to my office to drop off the rent check. The problem was that her schedule was never consistent. Some months she'd actually drop by during the lunch hour, but mostly it was sometime after working hours, and that sometime was anywhere from a half hour after normal hours to several hours later. This one particular day I was determined to stay there in some state of erection until she either came over or she left for the day. Periodically I'd get up, pull up my trousers and go to a window that faced the parking lot to see if her auto was still there. Seeing her car still parked out back I'd go back to my seat, drop the trousers and resume my wait. It was getting a bit late and my favorite webcam lady had already cum and gone, so to speak, and I'd changed to another webcam. I was tired of waiting and had decided to just let the matter run its course. I was absorbed into the moment with a curvy young woman on screen that was laid back with her splayed pussy facing directly into the webcam, from close range, and she was giving her twat what for. She was plenty wet and my firm erection was building into something significant when I heard a little 'ahem'. In wide-eyed panic I snapped my focus towards my doorway and there stood Tonya. She was standing there with her arms folded across her ample bosom with a stern look on her face, as if she'd just caught a child doing something wrong, one of those "I'm your mother and you've been caught doing something wrong" looks on her face. The look on my face, with my engorged dick in my hand, must have been a sight for Tonya couldn't hold her stern look for long and a fraction of a second later she broke out into a huge grin and loud laughter. You can't imagine how relieved I was. And how quickly my dick had deflated. "Damn, you are a real perver, aren't you?" "Hey, just a horny old dog." Tonya stood there for several moments, grinning but with a look about her as if she were contemplating something, then waved her arms as if to brush off something, chuckled as she nodded her head feigning disbelief and walked off. I heard her office door shut, heard her walk away up the hallway, then went and watched her drive out of the parking lot. Horny, frustrated, somewhat relieved that even though I didn't get the reaction I had hoped for at least it didn't seem as if I were in any trouble, I went back to my desk and took care of matters at hand. The next afternoon I hung around as usual. When the parking lot had emptied all but my pickup and Tonya's SUV I went and locked the front office door. Back in the rear of the layout, next to my office, I checked the door that opened into the space that Tonya was leasing. As usual the door was unlocked so I opened it slightly and stuck my head through. It was quiet but I could hear some soft sounds coming from one of the forward office spaces. Making my way up the hallway, quietly, I got close enough to Tonya's office that I could make out that the sounds were a mixture of moans and groans of pleasure from her computer, and a few more subtle moans and gasps from Tonya herself. My dick also heard what was going on and he was already coming to attention. I moved quietly up towards Tonya's door, pausing just short of the opening but close enough that I could see the front of her desk and the back of the computer screen she was watching. The sounds of Tonya's breathing and moans were growing more intense and the timing seemed just about right. I stepped squarely into her doorway and stood there with my hands on my hips. It was a sight to behold, for sure. Tonya was slouched a bit in her chair a bit and though I couldn't see below desktop level it was apparent that one hand was up under her skirt while the other hand was up under her blouse and presumably inside the cup of her bra over her left breast. "So I'm not the only horny dog in the building, huh?" Her face grew several shades of steadily deepening crimson as her hands snapped from their post and began to straighten her clothing to a more respectful fitting. "Look, you have no right to be in here.." I interrupted her in mid-speech. "As landlord representative I actually do have a right to inspect the premises periodically to assure proper maintenance and upkeep of the leased area." There was silence and the stern look from Tonya had me a bit nervous though I kept my stance and composure. Then, slowly, a grin began to creep over her face. "OK, so we're even now. I caught you, you've caught me. We even now?" "No way. You may recall that the first time you barged in on me you took position behind me and watched the proceedings." "Oh, yeah. That was nice too, I might add. The image has served me well a few times since then too." I began towards her desk. "But you don't think.." "Yeah, actually, I do think." We went around to the side of her desk and she was scooted up under her desk now just the way I'd been under mine a month ago, the only difference being that she had on a skirt and I could see it had been pulled up to crotch level. I instructed her to pull up whatever she'd been looking at when I came in and was a bit surprised to find it was the same webcam site that I'd been visiting. Instead of a solitary man performing on cam she'd been watching a couple play, and honestly I found that to be at least as hot as the solitary women I'd been watching. I was standing behind her chair and as I had Tonya slide back from under the desk I was treated to a view of her white cotton panties totally soaked in her passion juices. The smell of sex wafted up and filled my senses. "You need to pull those panties aside so you can really treat yourself." Without hesitation Tonya slid the panties to one side and allowed her reddened and swollen labia to come to view. Her hand immediately went to rubbing and massaging the already wet folds, a finger sliding into the depths with each cycle. Tonya was staring at the screen, her breathing returning to the heated pulse of before as she pleasured herself, her clit swelling and protruding far enough that I could see it as her hand moved up and down the length of her pussy. I reached down from above and behind her and began unbuttoning her blouse, with no resistance from her. I caught sight of her heaving chest as the blouse fell open. Tonya has huge breasts and they were barely contained by the ample bra. She began to put one hand up to her breast but I slid my hands down her chest and up under the top edge of her bra, coming to cup both nipples in my fingers and eliciting a gasp from Tonya as the fervor of her attack on her pussy intensified. I kneaded those ample mammaries as best I could while inside the bra but I wanted more. I slid my hands fully into the cups and lifted the breasts up and out of their containment, pushing the bra down below her tits. They were magnificent with huge, dark areolas and short, thick puckered nipples that stood in sharp contrast to the soft and creamy tone of her breasts. I massaged her massive boobs, pinching and pulling on her nipples as she was obviously nearing an orgasm. By then both of her hands were down in her pussy, one diving deep into her hole while the other was furiously tormenting her clitoris, her hips bucking up and down in involuntary reaction to the stimulation, and her head had long since rolled back on the chair, her eyes tightly closed and complexion coming flushed. Just as I grabbed and pulled both nipples hard Tonya's whole body convulsed with the power of her climax. Her knees pulled up and torso bent forward before her body snapped back out almost straight in the chair. Her hands had stopped and were stationary in their position, her breath stopped and her body literally quivering in the aftermath of that initial eruption. I had stopped my stimulation of her tits and was merely holding them, not wanting to let go, really. Her breathing returned and her body relaxed. Her hands were drenched in the juices of her orgasm and there was a glistening over her body from the exertion. She opened her eyes, looked up at me and smiled. "You can let go of my boobs now." "Oh, yeah." I stood and walked around to the side of her desk, trying to give her some room and to give her a bit of privacy. "Well, I suppose we're even now." After Work Surprise Ch. 03 It had been a couple of months since I'd had any contact with Tonya. With the season, lots of people travelling and on vacation, with daylight savings time leaving it light outside well into the evening, etc, our paths just didn't cross. I still got in my fair share of masturbation, and perhaps a bit of someone else's share too, and I often wondered if Tonya was still rubbing one off now and then. Her husband was out of town more and more often, I'd heard, and her two kids were practically grown now. Towards the end of the summer when everyone is looking forward to the crisper, cooler days of autumn I actually had taken in a fair amount of work and was putting in a few extra hours just to make sure my clients were well served. It was one of those evenings that I was still there working on a file and it was getting fairly late. The sun had set a good while before and darkness was settling in outside. My stomach had long since given up in its reminder to me that I'd missed the usual meal hour but the shank of the day was paring with the growing horns that afflict me all too often and my mind was increasingly wandering towards shutting down the work and pulling up my webcam site of choice. I had just opened the internet browser when I heard a gentle knock at my door, which was open. I startled me slightly as I really didn't expect anyone there and was too focused on my work and play that I hadn't heard anyone walk up. Indeed, the outer door had been locked for hours and the rest of the office lights extinguished as well. My head jerked up only to see a smiling Tonya standing just inside my door. "Hi, stranger. Working hard tonight, or working on a hard-on tonight?" "Hey, yeah I was just about to wrap up on a file I've been working on. How've you been?" We chatted the usual pleasantries about what we'd been up to, where we'd been, etc, etc, etc, and after a few minutes there was a pause in the conversation. "You remember that night you walked in on me and we got even?" How in the world was I ever going to forge that? "Yep, sure do. That's one memory that will be with me for a long, long time. Why, what's on your mind?" At that point I was hoping like crazy that she'd do one of those fantasy things like say she wanted to repeat the event, only naked, or something even more intimate and involved. I really knew there was no way in hell that would ever happen cause stuff like that only happens in the stuff you read in erotic stories, all fiction stuff. Again, a long pause, and I could practically see the wheels and thoughts turning in her head. "It's been a long dry spell for me, if you know what I mean, and for some reason I feel like you and I have this connection of sorts. Or at least some mutual trust. You know what I mean?" For some reason I did know. "I agree, I've felt that way too." I left it there, wanting to see where she was going with, but Mr. Dick had already read between the lines, at least had read what he wanted to see between those lines, and was stirring around already. Tonya stood there for several more moments with the anxiousness evident on her face, the struggle within so strong I really felt like saying something to diffuse the tension. Just as I was about to speak, she spoke up. "It would be okay with me if you and I helped each other once in a while." She seemed almost relieved for the words to leave her mouth but still looked at me in anticipation of my reaction. "Tonya, I think that is an awesome idea." A slight grin replaced the anticipation and we talked a few minutes about there being no strings but the absolute need for discretion and respect, and she went on to say that penetration wasn't a given but that any and all oral was very welcome. It was like a dream. The very situation that I'd fantasized about was happening, or at least the suggestion for it to happen was happening. It was surreal. Then it got awkward. "I feel weird just standing here and taking my clothes off. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Oh no, hell no, I couldn't let this slip away even quicker than it had arrived. "Tell you what. I'll pull up one of those webcam sites, or whatever trips your trigger these days, and we'll watch a bit together and see what happens. Maybe it will, maybe it won't, but at least we can ease into something we both need." She bought it, slid a chair around to my side of the desk and I pulled up the webcam site. The first few minutes of watching were filled more with giggles and comments about the couple on the screen than anything else. For sure the jokes and quips about the other couple broke the tension and I could tell that Tonya was relaxing, especially when her eyes began to follow the screen action a bit more intently. I took the cue to begin to slowly heat things up by first gently laying my hand on her thigh. Her eyes instantly shot down to my hand, but she said nothing and her eyes almost immediately went back to the screen. The chatter had died and the action on screen heated up, and my stroking Tonya's leg seemed to connect us a bit more. Her hands hadn't moved from the arms of the chair and I sensed that she was nervous to make any sort of move, so I took another step by unzipping my jeans, pushing down my briefs and lifting out my semi-erect dick. I don't like my dick out and my balls still prisoner inside my pants so I also lifted my balls out as usual and let the whole package have some air. Tonya's attention had followed my every movement and I saw her lick her lips when I gave my growing erection a stroke with my off side hand. My hand closest to her went back to her leg, but this time I took the liberty to push her skirt up a bit with the back of my had and place my hand on her inner thigh teasingly close to her pussy. At that point Tonya's breathing changed. She reached over and I moved the hand that was stroking my dick and allowed her to grasp my swollen dick in her warm, soft hand. She began to slowly move her hand up and down the length of my shaft, pausing each time to run a finger up and across the head of my dick and pressing her fingertip against the slit in the tip. I was so focused on her play on me that I'd momentarily forgotten about my hand over on her leg. Her other hand had pushed up her top and was massaging one of her breasts. I moved my hand closer to the heat of her sex, spreading my fingers such that my little finger brushed against the folds of her pussy. I moved my hand closer, this time sliding two fingers down through the folds, having them coated with the nectar of her passion, then pulled my fingers up and across the hard orb of her clitoris. Tonya simultaneously moaned, gasped, withdrew her hand from my dick, and sat upright. She stood up, reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down and allowed them to drop to the floor, then reached up under the back of her top and unclasped her bra. She did one of those woman moves where she took her bra off without ever taking her top off, and tossed the bra to the side. I took the hint and took the opportunity to unbuckle my jeans and push the jeans and my briefs down to below my knees. Tonya sat back down but had pulled her skirt up to waist level so that her whole ass and nether region was exposed. After sitting she shoved her top up so that her tits were on full display and then reached back over for my dick. Damn, she looked hot, and was obviously as horny as me. I pulled my shirt off over my head and as she stroked my dick I reached over for her lap. Her legs parted a bit to make my access easier and I took full advantage. Her tits were so inviting that I just had to fondle them too but it was too awkward of a position for me to do that and for her to still be able to hold onto my dick. I settled for leaning over and kissing, nibbling and sucking on the tit closest to me. The action on screen was getting hotter with the dude really pounding his mate now and Tonya was really getting into the moment. I slid out of my seat and down onto the floor on my knees. I pushed my chair out of the way, rolled her chair over in front of the screen and I nudged her knees apart. Tonya opened her knees willingly and the sight of her pussy brought me to a stop. It was as wet as I've ever seen a pussy, swollen with passion and flushed with the heat, a large pussy with large wings that parted wide and easily. She was clean shaven save the narrow landing strip of amber fleece, and I felt drawn to it, powerless to resist. The only way I can describe it is that it was the most passionate pussy I'd ever seen. I moved up between her legs, the smell of sex flaring my nostrils and infusing my body with desire. I moved as low as possible given the position in the chair, and pushed my tongue between the folds of her pussy, into the warmth and the thick, sweet nectar that was oozing within. My nose plowed up through the trough of her pussy, tongue following, until my lips reached her erect clitoris. At my first contact Tonya jumped a bit, the sensitivity already heightened, and I began slowly and tenderly to encircle the protrusion with my tongue, then to wrap my lips around it and tug gently. Flicking my tongue across her phallus while holding it between my lips with suction was maddening to her. I was able to slide a hand up under my chest and get a finger up into her warmth, searching for her special spot. Her hands grabbed my head and clutched handfuls of hair in each as she guided and pulled my head against herself, my tongue and lips dancing with her clit while my finger had found the inside treasure and was working feverishly. The pitch of action was frantic, my face already fully coated with her juices when I was able to reach up with my free hand and found a nipple. When I pinched the hard nipple and pulled on it, it was more than Tonya could resist and her body exploded in a powerful release of energy. Her hips bucked hard against my face and there was an eruption of juices around my hand and over my chin. Her legs stiffened and clamped against my head, her hands holding my head steady as if to stop the agitation against the super sensitive triggers, her breathing stopping. She held in a stiff freeze of that position for several moments then collapsed, taking deep breaths and pushing my head away from her pussy. I backed away from the chair just enough to sit upright, my face literally dripping from her release, the fluids running down my chest and saturating the chair, dripping down onto the floor. Her tits were flushed as was her entire upper chest, neck and face. It was absolutely the most extraordinary orgasm I'd ever been a part of, and I felt totally satisfied in being able to help her get there. Privileged even. Tonya was catching her breath, sitting there at first as exposed as before and making no move to cover herself. As she recovered she began to pull her shirt down, close her legs a bit and then noticed the evidence of her eruption. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I never..." but I interrupted her. "Hey, don't be sorry, be happy. That was awesome." We went back and forth about the moment, me assuring her it was good, that I wasn't offended, and that I felt great in being able to help her get there. She admitted that it was the first time she'd squirted like that with a man, and I told her I was honored. By now it really was dark outside, the hour was getting on, and when Tonya noticed the time I knew she really needed to leave, to go home. "Hey, how about we call it a night and just say you owe me, how's that?" Tonya smiled, agreed, and we stood to get dressed, but this time the modesty was gone. I even took the liberty to reach up for one last quick fondle of her breast before she confined them within her bra, with Tonya pausing and grinning as I did. I went home right after Tonya left, got something to eat, then watched part of an old movie on TV. I could still smell her pussy juice on my finger, or perhaps it was infused in my nostrils, and not long into the movie I was naked on the couch and had cum hard with the images of the evening fresh in my mind.