Reaching behind her Andrea could feel the hard flesh with her hand. The silky skin of the shaft felt hot to the touch as she worked her hand back to the base. Pulling forward she guided the plum shaped knob towards her spread cheeks and the tight prize contained within.
Looking down at the kneeling body in front of him David was again in awe of the design of the female form, it's ability to appear beautiful from every angle. The smooth back flowing down from the shoulders, the rounded hips, the flared buttocks. David's concentration however was brought back to focus by the hand guiding him. Initially the request had been an almost questioning gentle tug guiding him. Now though the tugging had become insistent and was forcefully dragging him towards Andrea's upturned rear, planting him at the puckered hole that only minutes ago had been the focus of his tongues attentions.
Andrea could feel the movements of the male body under her slowing. The stranger David had brought with him instinctively seemed to know that her efforts would momentarily be required elsewhere. Wet as it was from David's ministrations it would still be a tight fit. The knob seemed to be burning against the tiny ring as she held David firmly against it. Exhaling slowly Andrea pushed her body back against the thick knob. Slowly the tight ring opened but not quite far enough this time. Once again with a deep exhale and slow but firm push Andrea attempted to take the intruder. A guttural moan starting deep within her escaped as Andrea's body accepted the head into her. A quick intake of breath was followed by a further slowly exhaled moan as David slid the full length of the shaft inwards. Andrea felt the two cocks settle inside her, both at the end of their strokes. Andrea knew this was heaven. Little did she know what more was still to come?
David had known from that first phone call that today would be an awakening for Andrea. Initially her fantasies had been little more than innocent but over time the deeper, darker, less inhibited needs had presented themselves.
A single girl who had enjoyed a brief sex life with her high school sweetheart Andrea had felt the need for sexual contact growing within her. After the messy break up of her first and only relationship she had left her hometown, immersing herself in a career leaving no time for men. Indeed every hour was spent either at work or at home. Not that she regretted the choice. She loved her job with a passion. What she needed was something casual. That something would find her as she read the newspaper late on a Friday evening.
Skimming the last few pages Andreas attention was diverted by an ad in the Adult Personals. A phone service for like-minded individuals looking for intimacy. Normally she would have prudishly giggled and finished there but on this evening with a long weekend ahead and an empty desk at work Andrea was unable to ignore the calling from within her body.
David had heard the message on the phone line as he listened to all the ads. This was different. This was obviously a new caller but the underlying sexual current could not be ignored. Quickly he left a reply hoping that the usual suspects on the line did not scare her off before they could talk.
Sitting in the dark Andrea could not believe she had given her number so freely to the man with the deep sensual voice. After a mix of callers his had seemed the most genuine. As the phone rang beside her Andrea jumped. Realising that it would be the man she had just invited in to her life with obvious desires Andrea contemplated letting the call go unanswered, returning to her normality. As she considered it she realised the receiver was in her hand, she had answered the call.
The conversation started hesitantly. David felt his initial thoughts were confirmed. Early thirties, plain sex life with an equally inexperienced partner, no knowledge of the joys of her own body. After an hour of small talk David knew that he would have to lead, at least initially, the conversation to its ultimate end.
So it had begun. Andrea and David would speak often. Always the conversation was sexual as they explored Andrea's increasing openness. Andrea learnt the joy she could give herself and this calmed her for a few days but just as quickly the desire came upon her to satisfy those fantasies long buried within.
David had played it cool when Andrea first broached the subject of meeting. Her desire to start fulfilling the fantasies she was describing was reflected by the urgency in her voice. So quickly the need had grown to an intensity that could no longer be ignored. And so the first step would be taken.
Nervous energy had played at her mind and body all through that Friday afternoon. Meetings became intolerable as the end of day drew closer. Finally Andrea had given in to herself and for the first time left work early. By late afternoon she was home soaking her body in the caressing hot water. Fragrances from the oils in the water worked her senses as her body became slick with there coatings. On the verge of orgasm Andrea realised one hand had slipped beneath the hot water and was caressing her clit whilst the other plucked at her oil soaked nipples. Snapping her hands away from her body Andrea returned her focus to the heat of the water but that too seemed to be against her. The hot water lapped at her body producing a sensation she could only imagine would be equivalent to the touch of a tongue. Another fantasy Andrea was determined to fulfil tonight. Oh the things she had missed out on over the years.
Realising that orgasm was the only outcome if she stayed submerged Andrea dragged her unwilling body out and stood on the tiled floor. The cool breeze created by the bathroom fan was in stark contrast to the heat of moments ago. Her nipples, already hard from the intense feelings in the bath, tightened further. A feeling of strong fingers pinching and pulling at her nipples rushed over Andrea as her knees went weak. The intensity of these feelings would make the wait till David's arrival torture but the promised release to follow outweighed this sweet agony.
Through half closed eyes Andrea caught sight of her naked glistening body in the mirror. Not for the first time in the last few weeks Andrea realised just how much she wanted to feel the touch of someone, anyone, on her skin. How much she wanted to do everything she had ever heard discussed by the girls at school or later the girls in the office. The boys had no idea just how descriptive the girls would get when describing their latest escapade. No longer would Andrea blush when she overheard the conversations her P.A. had when she thought Andrea was not around.
