By Design

I met Lisa a few years ago while visiting the office of an Interior Designer I do a lot of work for. She sat at a desk and I didn't get to see much of her at first. She had a very pleasant way about her and a very pretty, wholesome face. She had light brown, almost blond hair, maybe shoulder length or a little longer, wavy and thick, quite luxurious. I assumed she was an admin for this designer. It was just Lisa and the designer in the office. So, I went about my business with the designer and Lisa continued tap, tap, tapping on her keyboard. That was my first encounter with her. I figured she was maybe late twenties or thereabouts.

In the coming months and years, I had several phone conversations with her about the work, and how things were going and the usual pleasantries. Then one day she called and asked to meet me at a job site to look at something. I am in the business of restoring decorative art and have been for quite a few years. I'm 43 and I have a small studio where I live and work. I also have two other women who work for me assisting in the restorations. This particular day I went alone to meet Lisa at this site.

I assumed I'd be meeting with Lisa's boss but when I got there, I realized it was just the two of us looking at the piece in question. I was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. It was springtime and very pleasant out. Lisa met me at the front door with a big smile. She was also wearing jeans and a nice loose fitting top. This was actually the first time I had seen the whole of her body. She stood around 5 inches shorter than me, about 5 foot 7 or so and was what I'd describe as slightly curvy. She was not at all fat, with a lovely round ass accentuated by her jeans. She was not large in the breast area, maybe 34A, what is described somewhat crudely as a handful, no more. I thought she was sexy as hell in a very clean, Christian-like way. I wanted to find out more.

She led me in the house to the room where the piece stood. It was a large antique server, dark and dusty. She explained what they'd like done to it and as she did so we walked all around it looking at it up and down. I was trying to keep myself on track listening but I cursed myself a bit for sneaking peaks at her body which I found was causing a bit of a stir in me. She had a very engaging way of touching me lightly at my back as she talked. Her voice was very soothing in timbre to the point of being just plain sexy as she flattered me, telling me that I was the guy to do this job, there was no one else. Who doesn't mind hearing that?

After a couple of trips around the piece we stood in front of it standing fairly close together, me to her right. I began to point out certain features wondering how she'd like them treated. I decided to throw caution to the wind and moved my left hand to her left side just above her hip. I could feel the waist line of her jeans under my pinky. I was a little relieved when she didn't move away as I pointed to the top of the piece with my right hand and asked about a detail. I could feel her warm, bare skin under her loose top and I moved closer to her so the left side of my torso touched the side of her ass. She still didn't react by moving away. As a matter of fact, it felt like she moved into me a little.

At that point, the discussion was concluded and I decided not to push my luck. I took my hand back and she turned toward me, her soft, blue eyes looking at my face and then slightly downward toward my beltline, all in a second. Then we made our way toward the front door, talked about our next steps and went our separate ways that day. Maybe I was misinterpreting subtle signs but I made up my mind I would try to coax Lisa into my bed. I had this feeling she was willing and that she was ripe for a sexual escapade.

By the time one month passed, I had the piece at my studio and had been working on it pretty steady. Lisa and I had several conversations about the work by phone and had become quite casual and chummy with one another. It was during these conversations that I realized she was not an admin at all but was an Interior Designer like her boss. She also made several trips to my studio to check the progress. Each time she came over she was dressed in various modes. Some casual, some for business and some for style depending on the day, but never flashy.

Each time she visited I would try my hand against her body again. Sometimes I would rest a hand on her shoulder, sometimes on her side above her waist line, sometimes the small of her back. She never made a move away, never once tried to roll out from under my hand. I was getting the impression that she was flattered by the attention, maybe even enjoying the turn-on. I know I was enjoying touching this lovely young woman and just imagining...

Then one day she made a visit when my helpers were both off. She showed up to my door looking stunning in a tight short sleeve top over a black flowing skirt that ended just above her knees. She wore heels over sheer stockings. Her top hugged her small breasts and begged me to guess the exact shape. I would indeed try to imagine. The top had a wide neckline showing a fair amount of her shoulder and the top of her back, but stopped short of revealing cleavage or her bra straps or the back of her bra. She really looked delicious today. Even wearing a minimum of makeup, she looked radiant in her wholesome way.

We made the usual trip around the piece we were working on, decided it was coming along great. Then I said, "Lisa, would you like something to drink? I have coke, fruit juice, coffee, water?"

She said, "I'll have fruit juice, that'd be great."

I said, "Fine, let's go in the kitchenette and sit down." I headed for the other room with her following me.

My kitchenette is nothing more than a big room with a counter with a two burner Induction cooktop, a sink for washing dishes, a small fridge, and table and four chairs. Right next to the bed where I slept was a large upholstered arm chair and a lamp. I got a couple of juices from the refrigerator and we sat down at the table. She looked at me and said, "David, do you live here all the time, just by yourself?"

I replied, "Yeah, I have for quite a few years now. I love living where I work. I don't need lots of luxuries. A place to cook, have a little company, a place to read and a comfy bed. I'm happy with the arrangement so far."

"No girlfriend? Although I've noticed you always have a couple of pretty girls working for you." She said with raised eyebrows.

"Don't read too much into that." I smiled at her. "I like working with women way more than men. I feel they're more sensitive to this kind of work, plus I like having younger people around me. And no, no girlfriend right now. But what about you? Are you married, single?

Lisa scrunched her face a little and said, "I'm married, so far. I'm definitely wondering about it though. I'm thirty-two now, don't really want kids. Things have gotten a little flat."

I looked at her and said, "There are ups and downs, I understand." I decided we might move to shaky ground here. We had finished our juice and I said, "Let's go look at that piece some more and decide on an exit point."

We made our way back to the studio section and stood in front of the piece again. I stood in back of Lisa and decided to be a little bolder than ever before. I took my hands and put them on her upper arms just below the short sleeves of her top. We were standing close enough that I could smell the fresh scent of her hair and skin. I was about to ask her something about the piece when she said, "David, I like working with you. I love it when you touch me like this. I'm not sure what to think about it, but I really like it even though I think I shouldn't." I moved my hands down to her waist and rested my hands at her sides above the beltline of her skirt. She leaned back against me and sighed as I began to caress her sides, and moving my left hand around to her tummy, I pulled her tighter against me.

She said, "David I'm afraid of what we're doing here."

"Stop me, Lisa. I would never make you do anything you don't want to do." I waited for her reaction and she let out a deep sigh when she placed her hand over my hand on her tummy. I leaned forward and kissed her very gently in the middle of her back over the neck line of her top. I moved my right hand up to move her hair away from the back of her neck and kissed the side of her neck working my lips around to her back and around to the other side under her ear. She trembled slightly as I did this and wrapped her hand around mine at her belly. Her skin was so soft as I kissed it and I said, "Lisa, you feel so good and look so sexy."

I moved both my hands to the front of her top and slipped them under it at the top of her skirt. I felt the soft skin of her tummy and traced little circles around her belly button with the fingers of my left hand. As she moaned and shuddered, I moved my right hand up to her left breast under her top and caressed and squeezed her tit through her bra. She moaned louder and said, "Oh David, that feels so good, Oh, God yes."

At that, I moved my hand back down to the bottom of her top and lifted it quickly off her, leaving her with her back to me in her bra. I reached up and unhooked her bra and took the straps and dropped it to the floor beside us. I reached up with both hands and cupped both of her small round breasts and then took both my index fingers and found her nipples. She whimpered as I did this and threw her head back alongside mine and I kissed her cheek before she turned her head to me and I kissed her lips and she gasped as I tweaked both her nipples with my fingers.

I looked over her shoulder to get a look at her tits. They were smallish but nicely round and firm and pointing slightly upward and outward with very pink areolae and smallish nipples. I was making them harder by the second and Lisa was trembling under my touch. Oh, God, so delicious! I continued to caress both of her breasts at the same time and she brought her hands to my sides at first and then to the back of her dress, flipped the catch open, unzipped the zipper and her dress fell to the floor.

I looked down and much to my surprise Lisa stood there in heels, sheer stocking hold-ups with pink elastic bands that showed off her gorgeous legs, and tiny white panties that showed off her round ass cheeks. I gasped, "Lisa, oh fuck, you're so incredibly sexy." With that, I turned her toward me, kissed her lips deeply, took her by the hand and led her to my bed, pulling my t-shirt up and over my head as we walked.

There by the side of the bed we stood and kissed each other passionately, my tongue finding hers and her hands on my shoulders. She was tight up against my chest and I could feel her moving her breasts against me with her nipples now hardened in their excitement. She was moaning and whimpering and moving her hands to my belt, unfastening it. She opened the buttons on my jeans one by one and they dropped to the floor. She then dropped my boxers to the floor as she dropped to her knees in front of me. I slipped off my shoes and socks as she looked at my hard circumcised cock and up at me. Then she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base and brought the head to her lips and she licked the tip before wrapping her lips around me. She stroked my cock slowly as she did this and I gasped, "Oh, God, Oh, God!"

I rested my hands at the sides of her head and brushed her hair back from the sides of her face as she took my hard cock very slowly and deeper in her soft mouth. She sucked me for about five minutes and I could feel her teeth gently graze me and it was heavenly. Lisa knew how to do this. This girl was a sexpot who had been hiding in plain sight.

I wanted more of this and I thought I would have my wish granted. I brought my hands to her chin and gently pulled her back up to her feet. I pulled her close to me feeling my hard cock against her belly just over her panties. We kissed more and were both breathing very raggedly now. I broke our kiss and looked at her and said, "Lisa, I want to taste your pussy and please you with my tongue."

I laid her backwards onto the bed and moved up between her legs and reached down to her panty line. Reaching under the sides of her tiny panties with my index fingers I swept them down her legs and off over her heels. Then I flipped off both of her heels on to the floor. I pushed her back across the bed making room for myself.

I parted her legs with my hands and caressed the insides of her thighs just below her pussy. Her pussy was trimmed and shaved into just a small triangle of light hair just above the hood of her clit. She was looking down at me with hooded eyelids over lust filled eyes saying, "Lick my pussy, David, I'm so wet for you."

And she was wet, her panties had been soaked from her juices. Now she was dripping down to the crack of her ass. I kissed the insides of both of her thighs, so tender and white, and licked my way to her pussy lips. When I touched her with my tongue, she started, closed her eyes and moaned softly. When I moved my tongue all the way up and down her slit she whimpered and moaned louder. I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled her to me with both of my hands. She let me kiss her pussy with my lips over and over and she began to pump her hips up and down slowly as I stroked her lips up and down with my tongue. Back and forth I went with my tongue, kissing as I went and then around and around with my tongue.

I pushed her legs open a little wider, the feeling of her sheer stockings wisping under my hands had my cock so hard. I kissed her pussy lips all the way up and down her slit. She lifted her hips slightly upward and I used my hands under her ass to lift her up higher and I pushed my tongue against her little rosebud back there and she gasped loudly when I swept my tongue around and around it. I went back up to her pussy and kissed her there again.

Her head was thrashing back and forth now and her hands were at the back of my head and stroking my hair. I stopped kissing and licking her pussy lips and moved my tongue upwards to find her clit under her hood. I found it and sucked it gently between my lips. I sucked it like it was her nipple and she moaned loudly and gasped, "God, David, you're gonna make me cum, oh God, Jesus!" I fluttered my tongue back and forth on her clit and then quickly up and down and then in circles around it and then sucked it between my lips again.

She was pumping her hips up and down while I sucked her clit and then she stiffened and convulsed and panted and sucked in her breath hard and moaned loudly, and thrashing her head back and forth she came for what seemed like a solid two minutes. She continued to shudder and tremble for a while before she opened her eyes again and looked down at me still at her pussy. I was kissing her pubic mound at her triangle of light hair and she smiled and sighed, a quizzical look on her face.

I climbed up on top of her, my hard cock against her tummy and kissed her lips, she kissed me back so hard. I could feel her hard little nipples against my chest as we kissed over and over. Then she looked at me, breaking our kiss and said, "David, I have never cum like that before in my life. What did you do to me?"

"I made love to you, Lisa. And I'm not finished yet so please let me love you more." I said to her as I kissed her cheek and then her neck as she sighed and whimpered. She put her arms around my shoulders and held me close as she kissed my neck and she wrapped her legs around my hips and locked her feet in back of me. I whispered in her ear, "I'm going to fuck your sweet pussy Lisa, but I'm gonna get us a glass of water first so we can get a second wind."

She looked at me and kissed my lips and said, "I am not sure what we've got going here but I'm willing to do what you think is right."

I kissed her back, she had such soft, pliable lips and was a slow passionate kisser. Her beautiful blue eyes were always half closed so she could see my reaction. She was a very attentive lover and right now I was questioning the sanity of her husband. Then I rose from the bed and stumbled to the sink to get us a couple of glasses of water. I looked out into the studio section and chuckled as I saw the trail of clothes leading to my bedroom. I laid back down on the bed and we faced each other side by side as we drank slowly, sipping in the sustenance. We both did a lot of panting for the previous forty-five minutes or so and needed some refreshment. We finished the glasses and I got up to get more. Bringing more cold water back to the bed I laid them both on the bedside table.

She was a vision in her sheer stockings and pink bands. Sexy, Sexy! I sat up next to her and with both of my hands slipped beneath her stockings and rolled them both off her legs slowly and one by one and laid them on the bed next to us. All the while, I was feeling the smooth, soft skin of her beautiful, freshly shaved legs. She watched me as I kissed her feet and kissed my way back up her legs.

I pushed her onto her back, took my hand and brushed the hair back from the side of her face and kissed her lips again and again as I took the same hand and caressed her neck and then moved it to her breast and caressed and squeezed her tit as I felt her nipple harden against my palm. I loved the shape of her breast, so small and firm and soft and now she just closed her eyes and whimpered softly as she said. "David, your hands are so tender on me, you make me feel arousal I've never felt before."

I whispered, "Lisa, you're a very sensual woman and you make me want to bring you as much pleasure as I can." I lowered my head to take her nipple in my lips as I caressed her other tit so softly and she moaned again and whimpered. Her whimper got me every time. I just wanted to bring that out of her again and again. I sucked her nipple hard and then actually sucked half of her tit into my mouth. She gasped as I did this and brought her hand to the back of my head as if to hold me there. I took my tongue and lashed it back and forth over her nipple and then let her tit go and grazed her nipple with my teeth very gently. Her flesh was so tender and she sucked in a breath.

She said, "Jesus, you get me so hot doing things like that." I pinched her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it around and around and then pushed at it with my forefinger, pushing it in tiny circles as I sucked her other nipple hard. She moaned louder and trembled and leaned her head down and kissed my forehead. She said, "David, I want to repay this treatment by sucking your cock until you cum in my mouth."

I said, "Lisa, you have already shown me you have superlative talent in that department. I only have so much of that in me every day. I'm hoping today you'll let me fuck your sweet pussy and cum in you. I really want to feel you tight and wet around me. Can I cum inside you?"

She nodded and kissed my forehead again. I took my hand from her tit and trailed down to her belly button tracing circles around it. Then I moved my hand slowly to her sexy mound and touched my index finger to her hood covering her clit. I pushed her clit back and forth and she sucked in her breath and shuddered as I did. I moved my finger to her slit and ran it slowly up and down her lips and sure enough she was wet and hot again. I parted her legs wider with my hand and ran one finger to just part her lips in and out very slowly. She cried out but in a very hushed manner and trembled slightly as she moved her hips against my hand.

I parted her legs as wide as I could while still laying at her side and took my finger and ran it all the way down her slit picking up moisture and down to the crack of her ass until I could find her tender little rosebud. I pushed gently against her asshole and she started, saying, "I've never..."