Kelli was a tall, voluptuous lady who worked in my company's purchasing department. She had nice, ample breasts, and she liked to wear clothes that showed them off nicely. In addition, she often wore low-rise pants which, combined with her sometimes-short shirts, often left me distracted by seeing the top of her ass. I liked to help her with her computer problems (which is my job) because I could often stand behind her and look down her pants to see that she was wearing thong panties or a sexy bikini.
One particular evening, Kelli called me to ask if I could help her with a computer problem. Of course, I was glad to help, so I walked up to her office. On this day, she was dressed in a tight, white T-shirt and jeans. Even though she had a bra on under the shirt, I could clearly see her nipples sticking out through the material.
I tried to maintain a professional air and not stare at her chest, but it was hard to look her in the eye when her chest was pointing at me so obviously. Each time she would ask me something, I would have to force my eyes to stay on hers. Before long, my dick started to swell a bit in my slacks.
I tried to tell her what to type to fix her problem, but she just said, "Oh, you type it. I'll just watch you." She didn't move out of the way, though, so I had to almost lean into her to reach her keyboard. Being that close to her made my cock continue to swell, and she reached up and "accidentally" brushed against it.
"Oh, it looks like your pants are a little tight," she said with a little smirk. She started to stroke me through my pants, and my breath started to get a little faster. "Maybe we should let him out, eh?"
"Mmmm, yeah," I mumbled.
As I continued to lean forward, she unzipped my slacks and fished around for the opening in my underwear. Meanwhile, I forgot all about her computer problem. Instead, I braced myself on her desk with one hand and started to caress one of her breasts with the other.
Kelli licked her lips a little and breathed a little faster as I pressed my hand into first one of her tits and then the other. She had managed to pull my stiff penis out through my fly by now, and she was beginning to stroke it. She used her thumb to spread the precum around the head. It felt awesome when she would hold the shaft in the palm of her hand and rub her thumb back and forth across the opening at the tip. I thought I would just shoot my load right into her lap right then.
Before too long, my arm started getting tired supporting me, and I stood up straight. As soon as I did, Kelli leaned forward and engulfed my organ in her mouth. It was all I could do not to just cum right down her throat right then, but I just groaned and tried to keep my balance.
She started to move her head back and forth, fucking me with her mouth. She grabbed the base of my shaft between the thumb and forefinger of one hand and started stroking it with that, too. She would stop every few strokes and squeeze the base of my dick, almost to the point where it hurt. A minute of her hot mouth on my organ, and I gasped out that I was going to cum. She released my cock from her mouth, then quickly stroked it with her hand. I could feel the pressure building up. I was having a hard time standing up, and she put her other hand on my back to support me. I threw my head back and groaned out loud. She kept stroking my shaft, and I felt the cum spurting out the end.
After a few moments, my orgasm subsided. My legs were weak, and I could still feel Kelli's hand around my shaft, stroking me gently. When I opened my eyes, she was looking up at me with streaks of semen across her face and in her hair. Some had dripped down onto her shirt, too, but she didn't seem to even notice.
"Mmmmm, that was nice," she said in a husky voice. She released my dick and wiped her hand on her shirt. She then stood up in front of me. As I stepped back, she pulled her shirt off over her head. She then used it to wipe my jism from her face and hair. She dropped the soiled shirt in her hair and smiled at me. Her nipples were still sticking out through her bra, and I reached out my hand to cup one of her breasts through her bra.
"That was fucking incredible," I said to her. "Sorry I, umm, you know, sprayed my stuff on you."
"It's okay," she said. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. I took my hand from her long enough to let her bra fall to the floor, then reached out with both hands to feel her large boobs. She sighed a little at that and pressed them against my palms. I squeezed one gently, then leaned forward to suck on the nipple. A sharp intake of breath rewarded me, and I repeated the action on the other side. As her breasts took turns filling my mouth, I flicked my tongue over each of the nipples.