I was the office geek; if you had software or hardware problems with a single phone call I was there in a flash. I would start at ten in the morning and work till seven, so network fixes could be done after hours. The nice perk to the job was I could wear a t-shirt, nice jeans and tennis shoes. I live for casual dress! Well it was a Friday afternoon; the building was deserted except for the security guard and me. He had gone out as usual for dinner, we took turns going for food, and so he had locked the building until he returned. I was working in Human Resources one of the PC's was acting up it looked like the motherboard had given up the ghost. I was heading down to the 'dungeon' to get a replacement when I noticed one shoelace was untied. So there I was on one knee to tie it when the door opened suddenly and the rushing figure of a woman with her arms loaded with papers plowed into me. We fell over in a heap and what to my amazed eyes was practically stuck in my face a bare smoothly shaved pussy, no underwear to cover its delightful perfection and only the faintest hint of her musky scent. I was torn between staring and licking, I could always claim a head wound. So as she tried to disentangle us my tongue flickered out and traced her pouty lips. She paused and moaned and her movement stopped, so I continued, my long tongue snaking out again to taste her moistening flesh.
"Mmmmm, do it again." I heard it muffled from under our bodies. When my tongue found her clit it was a whole new ballpark. "Oh yeah, fuck me with your tongue, but hey what have we here?" I felt gentle fingers tracing my hardon in my jeans. She carefully shifted her position twisting around, her pussy never leaving my face. Then there came the distant sound of a zipper and air touching my dick, and then her hand and lips. "Mmmm what a lovely cock you have." Then I felt her put me in her mouth, she had a very talented tongue. We shifted into a more comfortable position, he skirt settling over my head and in the darkness my hands and tongue searched out her sensitive areas. Her attention was focused on my dick and her tongue was swirling around the head I shuddered and sucked on her clit. My fingers entered her slowly and she snared me in her mouth and as my digits moved in and out of her, her head bobbed up and down, perfectly in sync.
"I need a dick in me, come on stud!" Without my seeing her face she moved down my body and still facing away she straddled me easing my wet dick in her fiery depths. "Oh yeah, nice big dick!" She rode up and down on it; it had been a very long time since I had been even close to intimate, the price of being a geek. So I lay there while she did all the work moving up and down with abandon. She was so tight, squeezing on the down stroke and she continued her pony ride. I wondered who this wonderful woman was but could wait to find out once she was done with me. She was in charge and a part of me really liked that. She had slowed her pace easing up and down on me her groans were intoxicating. Besides her small outbursts I hadn't spoken a single word. Suddenly she stiffened and I felt her quiver around me, her cries of passion echoed through the empty building. "You haven't come yet, I am amazed, and you deserve to cum, here let me help." She continued to ride me with her back to me but now she was squeezing on the up and down stroke. Nice long strokes and her grunts of effort as she brought me closer and closer to climaxing. My breathing started to become labored and I started to push up against her. I heard my own voice as I cried out spurting inside of her and her motherly, "Oh such a good boy!" She rose and cleaned herself up. As she turned I stopped rising I knew her shock mirrored my own.
"Karen?" The vice president's secretary looked stunning in her afterglow.
"Mike, if I had known you had such a big dick..?" She left it unsaid.
"Hey Mike, I'm back you owe me seven bucks!" Carl the guards voice drifted up to spoil the 'magic' of the moment.
"Uhh, I gotta go..." I shifted back to dork in no time at all. She smiled and nodded.
"Mike, this is our little secret, and if you want some more call me." She dug a business card out of her breast pocket and handed it to me. I helped her collect the fallen folders and then headed down towards the lobby is a daze.
"Uh, Mike?" I turned towards her and she pointed down and yes my dick was still hanging out. I put him away and zipped up and without another word left.
I must have made quite a sight sliding down the banister from the second floor down to the lobby all aglow with the post sex euphoria.
"Hey Carl, what's up?" The look of puzzled curiosity on his face was just too funny. I busted up and was crying before he could even ask.
"What have you been smoking?" His voice was full of concern and he whispered it so no one could here.
"Nothing Carl, here's your money." I said handing over seven dollars and taking the brown paper bag containing my evening meal. I smiled as I headed to the dungeon. "I'll be downstairs in case of an emergency." He nodded in mute confusion and turned his attention to his own food.
I settled myself down to a quiet meal replaying the short but intense encounter. I had always drooled over this woman and now she gave me her business card. I wiped my hands of the chicken batter and oil and removed it from my breast pocket. The plain white card carried the company logo, her name, title and lots of numbers to reach her. There was a pager number, her phone number upstairs but also her cell phone and home phone. Hell I was getting hard just thinking about calling her before I went home and getting together again tonight. I mean a quickie is all good and fun, but a long drawn out grudge fuck would be one of those moments I could look back on when I was old and gray. I ate in quiet contemplation and smiled all the while.
