This is a quick episode based on a true story, enhanced with dialog to make it more readable. Don't expect a lot of character development or scene setting.
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Man, these long days suck. Ten fucking hours and I'm still not done.
Done or not, it was time to leave. I already gave too much of my life to the company, and although they compensated me well enough, we work to live, not live to work. I logged off and closed things up.
Taking the stairs, I exited into the parking garage below the building just as a car approached. It stopped in front of me and the driver rolled down the window.
"Why are you still here?" The question came from Vicki, the office manager.
"I'm never done," I told her. "Why are YOU still here?"
"Same as you. The work multiplies overnight."
Vicki was a looker, with her blond hair parted in the middle and worn straight, framing a classically pretty face with narrow features. As I approached her car I could see that she had dressed to accentuate her shape, especially her well-proportioned and sizeable chest, with a scoop necked dress cut just low enough to hint at the treasures it contained without being blatantly sexy. She knew what she had and she knew how to show it off appropriately.
I quickly recalled all the office gossip I had picked up about Vicki over time, namely that she had supposed fucked every senior male member of the staff and maybe even a couple of the females, too. None of that mattered to me as she was supremely talented and ran the administrative side of things like a champ.
She must have caught my eyes lingering on her assets. "Do I pass your inspection?" she asked with a devious smile. I lifted my gaze to hers.
"Sorry, I was distracted for a moment." I smiled back at her.
Her next line confirmed the office rumors. "You're a good looking guy. How come we never hooked up?"
"Good question. Why haven't we?"
"No time like the present." She was nothing if not forward. She put her car in PARK and turned off the ignition in the middle of the mostly empty garage. "Move closer." I stepped up next to her door and she leaned slightly out the window.
Without so much as a glance around, Vicki reached out and grasped the zipper on my pants, holding the waistband with her other hand as she lowered it. She used both hands to unfasten my belt and unhook the waistband, then pulled my dress pants down far enough to expose the fly of my boxers. I was already past the chub stage, well on my way to steely rigidity and tenting my underwear.
Okay, this is getting more than interesting.
She spoke again. "Feast your eyes on these while I do my thing." Reaching first to one shoulder then the other, Vicki pulled her arms out of her dress sleeves and yanked it down below her breasts, revealing a black strapless bra. Leaning forward and reaching behind her back she quickly unhooked it and tossed on onto the passenger seat, exposing a pair of perfect mounds, softly white hemispheres with areoles and nipples a contrasting dark pink color, pretty much as perfect a pair as I had ever seen. A lovely sight indeed that added to the surreal nature of the moment.
But back to that moment.
Turning back toward me, Vicki held the fly of my boxers open with one hand as she reached through the opening and wrestled my by now completely rigid shaft into the open.
"Nice cock. Come to mama." She gripped it at the base as she brought her face forward and took it completely into her mouth in one smooth movement. I finally spoke.
"Fuuuuuuccccckkkkk..."
I know, I know. A brilliant expression of, well, of something. Five minutes earlier we had been exchanging vague pleasantries as we left work, and now this gorgeous blond with her tits out had her mouth wrapped around my cock. Tell me what brilliant repartee would have come to mind for you in those circumstances.
She hummed contentedly in response.
