She stood very close. Right in his personal space close. Her heart beat wildly as she wondered for the thousandth time what exactly she was doing? She wasn't this bold. Ever.
She leaned in a little, staring up at him through thick lashes. "Tony?" She whispered, just far enough away that he couldn't kiss her.
"Yes?" he gasped, surprised at her sudden boldness.
"How old are you?" she asked.
He blinked. That probably wasn't the question he'd been expecting. "42."
She nodded. Her little 25 year old heart beat faster. "Married?"
"Divorced," he answered, his breath catching a little. She was leaning into him now. He could see the tops of her creamy breasts down her pale blue blouse.
"Do you want to fuck me?"
"God yes," Tony growled before snatching her slight frame into his arms and kissing her hard.
Jillian kissed him back for a fraction of a second before pushing against his chest. "Not here," she hissed, glancing around. She didn't want to be a source of gossip with her co-workers.
"What are you doing Saturday?" she asked.
He gave her a lopsided grin. "You?"
She smiled back at him - the same fresh, innocent smile he'd first been attracted to. "Here's my number. Text me," she told him before retreating back into her office.
Once she sat down Jill blew out a long breath. She had never been so forward with a man. Where had that seductive vixen come from?
True, the sexual tension between her and Tony had been building for months now. He was a vendor for the company she worked for and she was part of the the accounting department that processed his invoices and cut his checks.
It had started innocently enough. He would come through her office to drop a new invoice off and then wander down to see her boss who happened to be a long time friend of his. Then he'd started asking her how she was and making small talk and then they'd started teasing each other and one day Jill had suddenly realized it was no longer innocent. It had suddenly occurred to her that all those times he'd asked her to lunch and she'd thought he was joking he was not. And all the times he'd call to harass her on the phone was his way of flirting. In fact, the more she thought about it the more she called into question every conversation they'd ever had.
Then suddenly she couldn't see him any way else. Once she'd noticed how charming and sexy he was, there had been no going back. She'd even started have erotic dreams about him. Finally, she'd decided to take the risk since he clearly wasn't going to. Jill figured his hesitation probably stemmed from their clear age difference and so, when he'd walked out of her office that day, she'd followed him into the break room.
That was where the vixen had taken over, despite Jill's nervousness. And Tony had kissed her!
Her lips still tingled from the feeling of his lips pressed hard against hers. Her nipples were still hard under her bra. But for the life of her, Jill couldn't figure out exactly what drew her to him.
Tony was an attractive man for sure. His hair was graying but it made him look distinguished, not old. He seemed massive, standing at 6'4, with a large build that had probably belonged to a football player in high school, warm brown eyes edged with laugh lines, and large, rough, workman's hands. She didn't know why but her pussy always twitched a little when he was near.
And his kiss had about knocked her off her feet! Her knees still shook and she could feel a damp spot on her panties. Could she even wait until Saturday?
Once Jill got home she immediately pulled out her vibrator and sprawled out on her bed. She closed her eyes and imagined Tony's kiss. And the way his hands had fiercely gripped her waist. The way it felt like he wanted to consume her there in the break room. Professionalism be damned!
She was wet almost immediately and she switched the vibrator on before sliding it into her slit. The vibrations made her groan as she moved it over her labia, her other hand coming up to pinch her nipple. It would be Tony's hand pinching her nipple in a day and a half. And Tony would be sliding his rough fingers through her juices.
In her head, it was his finger that slid into her as she slid the vibrator into her folds. Her hips bucked of their own volition as she assumed a steady pace. She could almost feel the weight of him on top of her, pressing her into the mattress. She could feel the way he'd kiss her deeply even while driving his finger even deeper into her soaking cunt. Jill moaned as she came, thrusting the vibrator as deep as she could. And immediately fell into a restful sleep
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Jillian brushed her hair back, took a deep breath to still her nerves, and pressed the small button for the doorbell. Her heart was in her throat and she thought she might be sick. She was so nervous. This wasn't her style. A one time thing. She wasn't a prude by any means but she'd never had sex outside of a relationship. Still, she knew if she didn't have Tony soon she'd combust.
Her hands were shaking.
Just as she was getting ready to bolt back to her car, Tony swung open the door. He filled the door frame and she was momentarily frozen as she took in his worn jeans and white tee shirt. He made the causal look seem unbelievably sexy. He grinned at her, the laugh lines around his eyes deepening. The grin sent a twinge of pleasure through her.
"Jillian," he said. Her name had never sounded so erotic. "You look beautiful."
Jill felt herself blush as he led her into the living room. She'd taken her time getting ready this morning. Her red hair had a slight curl and she'd been careful with her makeup. She had a naturally clear complexion so she never needed much but she'd added a little bit of a cat eye to make her blue eyes pop. She'd chosen a casual mint sundress that was equal parts sweet and sexy. The spaghetti straps tied on her shoulders and it was a modest length, but in the right light one could just discern the soft pink of her nipples beneath the thin cotton.
She stood awkwardly in the middle of his living room, unsure how to proceed. Tony owned his company and it showed in the large home with its white crown molding, and marble framed fireplace. There was a huge sectional sofa filling half the room and an equally huge television was mounted on one wall. She felt small in comparison, suddenly unsure of his interest in her.
"Would you like a drink?" Tony asked from behind her.
She jumped a little. "No thanks," Jill managed. She turned to face him. "I don't... I've never done this before," she told him on a strained laugh.
Tony took a seat on the sofa. "Come here Jillian," he told her.
