Eleanor Bishop had tried to reach her NCIS boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, this evening to drop off a file he had requested, but his cell phone kept going to 'not available' and his land line to voice mail, so knowing that his basement door was always unlocked, she decided to just drop it off so he could review it over the weekend. His house seemed dark and quiet as she opened the basement door and started down the stairs only to be shocked by what she saw. There was Jacqueline (Jack) Sloane bent over a saw horse with her slacks around her ankles while Gibbs pounded his cock into her cunt. "Give it to me, Jethro!" Jack moaned. "Pound that big cock of yours in me. I need it so bad! You make me so fucking hot!"
"You need to get fucked more often, Jack," Gibbs told her. "You're too fucking horny. Isn't Leon giving you enough cock?"
"He just wants blow jobs," she grunted in reply. "I think the only reason he hired me was to get his cock sucked regularly."
"And we all know how good you are at sucking cock," he told her.
"Just shut up and fuck me!" she told him. "Make me cum and maybe you'll get a reminder of how good I am at blowjobs."
Bishop couldn't take her eyes off Gibbs' cock it moved in and out of Jack's cunt. She guessed it was eight inches long and looked as hard as a steel beam. When she realized she had her hand on the crotch of her jeans and was rubbing her pussy it scared her, so she reluctantly back tracked and left the house.
She tossed and turned all night picturing Gibbs' big cock and wondering how it would feel if it was her he was fucking instead of Jack. Since her divorce, her sex life had consisted of a few one night stands when she was traveling, and her dildo. She took it out of her night table and closed her eyes. Picturing Gibbs fucking her, she turned it on and plunged it into her wet cunt.
She was still thinking about him on Saturday when her cell phone rang. She got all flustered when she saw it was him. "Am I bothering you?" he asked, and she wondered how could he know that she was thinking about him.
"Huh?" she stammered.
"Are you busy? I'm returning your call, but if you're busy, call me when you have time," he told her.
"No. It's okay. I got that file you requested yesterday afternoon and I was going to drop it off to you last night but I couldn't reach you."
"Yeah. I had some business to take care of," he told her.
"If it's important, I could drop it off for you today?"
"I don't want to mess up your weekend, Bishop. I guess it can wait."
"It's no problem at all, boss," she said, when an urge to see him washed over her. "I can drop it off at your house if you want."
"I'll be here working in the basement all afternoon," he told her.
"I'll see you around four," she told him.
She kept telling herself it wasn't a date or anything as she worried about what to wear. She settled on a halter top with no bra, and yoga pants. When she looked at herself in the mirror she could feel her pussy getting damp. She drove to his house and knew she would just be seeing him for a few minutes, but she wanted to appear sexy to him, and she wanted to see if he showed any interest in her at all. "I'm here!" she called as she started down his basement stairs.
"Hey," he said, and his big smile made her pussy dampen again. "Thank you," he said when she handed him the file.
"No problem," she told him as she looked at the boat he was working on. She noticed he seemed to be looking her over and she liked how it made her feel.
"Do you have plans for tonight?" he asked her.
"No," she said. "You?"
"I was just going to throw a steak on the grill. I'd be happy to add one for you if you'd like," he said, and her heart began to pound.
"Are you sure it's not a problem?" she said.
"No problem at all. It'll give us a chance to catch up."
Gibbs couldn't believe how hot Bishop looked. She was obviously not wearing a bra because her nipples were almost poking holes in her scanty top and he could see half of her tits each time she bent over. And her ass! It was giving him a boner each time he looked at it. He remembered how Ziva liked him to fuck her up the ass and how she complained that Tony wouldn't do it for her, so he had to. He knew he had to be careful fucking the women he worked with, but he had needs too. He had even gotten blow jobs from Tim's wife Delila. He could picture her sitting in her wheelchair while he held her head and fucked his cock in her mouth until she gagged on his cum. She complained that Tim treated her like a virgin and she liked the way he treated her like a whore. He had even fucked Abby in her coffin and had a threesome with her and Ziva. But he had never considered Bishop as a sexual partner because of their age difference but now she seemed to be coming on to him.
Gibbs didn't have any wine and she didn't like beer, but he did have tequila and some margarita mix, so she had two before dinner and one during. She enjoyed the conversation as they each talked about their childhoods and she also enjoyed the way he was looking a her. It was 8:00 by the time they put the dishes in the washer and took their coffee into the living room where they sat side by side on the couch. "I can't remember the last time I felt this relaxed," she told him.
"That's a shame," he replied. "You're so smart, and good looking, and... sexy."
"That's so nice of you to say that, but Roger didn't consider me sexy. That's the main reason he was sleeping with that bitch."
"Well, he's an asshole if he ever told you that and you're smart enough not to believe him," Gibbs said.
"I should believe you?" she said coyly, and she didn't resist when he put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her.
He didn't intend to put a move on her, but it just seemed natural to kiss her. He meant it to just be brief but her tongue plunged into his mouth and he returned it, swirling his tongue around hers and coaxing it further into his mouth. She was panting when they came up for air and when he ran his hand over her tits she plunged her tongue into his mouth again. He opened the neck strap of her halter and was rewarded with the feel of her bare, full b-cup tits. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked when they broke again.
"Yes," she panted.
"If we go any further, I'm going to fuck you, Bishop. Is that what you want."
"I want your cock, Gibbs. I want you to fuck me and I want you to fuck me hard."
She couldn't believe it when he kissed her. She was trying to figure out how to get him to do it, and then he just did it. His lips felt so soft and she didn't want it to be a tender kiss, she wanted him to be passionate, so she pushed her tongue between his lips. His tongue circled hers and she could feel her pussy getting slick. "Oh, god," she thought. "I'm making out with Gibbs and I want him to fuck me." She got nervous when he broke the kiss but then she felt his hand on her chest and she plunged her tongue in his mouth again. No one had ever kissed her like this and she loved how he was tweaking her nipples. She was breathless when they came up for air and then he said he was going to fuck her if that's what she wanted. She couldn't believe the words coming from her mouth that she wanted his cock and she wanted him to fuck her, and to fuck her hard. When he picked her up in his arms she buried her face in his neck until he dropped her on a bed. She looked up at him and when he began to undress she kicked off her sneakers and took off her halter. He was naked when she began kicking off her pants and he reached down and pulled them off her. Then he was kneeling between her legs and she could see his hard cock pointing in the air. She whimpered when he ripped her panties open and looked at her with lust in his eyes. "Fuck me!" she cried as she spread her legs open. "I want you to fuck me! I need you to fuck me!" And then his cock was spreading her cunt open and it felt so good to have it inside of her. She had a small orgasm from the thought that it was Gibbs fucking her and then she began fucking back at him.
Gibbs' cock was rock hard as he carried her to the bedroom and dropped her on his bed. He watched her as she took off her top and began pulling down her pants. He was naked before she finished and helped her get her pants off before he knelt between her legs and ogled her body. She was beautiful, and she was laying in his bed begging him to fuck her. He knew what trouble it could cause for both of them, but his cock overruled his brain. He ripped her panties open and plunged his cock into her wet pussy. She moaned, and he felt her cunt grabbing at his cock and then they began to fuck.
"Your cunt is so fucking tight," he told her.
"Your cock feels so fucking good," she responded.
"Wrap your legs around my waist," he told her, and she did as he told her.
"Oh, fuck!" she called out. "Your cock is in me so deep! I'm cumming! It feels so fucking good."
He pressed his cock in her while she moaned with pleasure and when she quieted he began fucking her again. She came again a few minutes later and seemed confused when he stopped. But when he flipped her over on her stomach and pulled on her hips she knew what he wanted. She pulled her knees up under her and raised her ass in the air picturing how she saw him fucking Jack over the sawhorse. "Give it to me!" she moaned when he began slamming his cock into her, wanting him to feel that fucking her this way was better than fucking Jack. "It feels so fucking good. Cum in me, Gibbs! I want to feel your cock cumming inside of me. Cum in me! Cum in me! Oh, fuck... Oh, Jesus!" Her cunt seemed to be jerking him off as it pulsated around his cock and he came for what seemed like minutes before she sagged down on the bed and he collapsed down beside her. "I'm still cumming," she whispered as she pressed her body against his and he wrapped his arms around her.
"When was the last time you got laid," he asked her.
"Four or five months ago," she told him. "But I never came so much before. That was so fucking good, Gibbs. I came so fucking much. And I don't know what's making me use this language. I never talk like this."
"Don't blame it on me," he said and then he kissed her tenderly before rolling her on her back.
"What are you doing?" she asked him.
"I want to look at you," he told her as he propped his head up on his elbow. "And if I like what I see, I may want to lick you from head to toe." She squirmed when he ran his hand over her tits and then slowly ran his fingers down her stomach to her pussy. It only confirmed his first impression. She was fucking beautiful.
"Well?" she asked. "What's the verdict?" He didn't answer. He just smiled at her and then he leaned over and sucked her left tit into his mouth. She moaned when he ran his tongue around her nipple and then she whimpered when he gave it a little bite. When he licked his way to her other tit, she cradled his head while he sucked on it. When he looked up at her she had her eyes closed so he slowly licked his way down her body until he reached her pussy.
