Over time here I have written some recollections from my past. Most have been interesting and somewhat exciting interactions with women that I have met and enjoyed.
Some exciting adventures that have included a woman whose husband came home and went upstairs, loudly to her on his way without knowing that his wife was downstairs on her knees expertly sucking my hardon and her responding to him that she was doing some cleaning in the lounge. Others such as the housewife receiving a phone call from her partner whilst I pleasured her with my tongue as she replied to him she was almost there, and wouldn't be long and also the estranged wife who watched her husband attempting to spy into her room from outside as she rode me enthusiastically. None to me stick out as much as one vivid memory of an ex-girlfriend and I in her office stairwell.
Sarah and I had been dating for a few months, She was my lively and gorgeous caramel honey of sub-continent Indian descent. We had been working together on a joint departmental task. She was only 5'5, and had the most outstanding body, with long black hair, small but succulent tits and an arse to die for. It was not unusual for us to drive in to work together, often the drive involved some heavy petting.
This particular morning, we arrived at the internal carpark early, no other staff had arrived as yet that we could tell. There was no other cars in the car park upon our arrival. Sarah was in a mischievous mood. She wore a short black skirt, no stockings or leg coverings and black high heels, her legs looking so toned and enticing. Whilst I drove, she was playfully rubbing my. crotch trying her best to get a reaction. We parked in a dark corner of the car park, an unlit area. Sarah was still trying to get a reaction. She indid her button-up shirt, her bright coloured bra standing out proudly from within. My hard-on in my work pants standing at attention now too. She smoothered my face with passionate kisses, her hands moving along my enraged emboldened cock before suddenly stopping and alighting from the vehicle. Hard and excited I followed.
Normally staff would use the elevator to get to the first floor location. Today we entered the stairwell. Entering I noticed that there were no lights on the floor above. As the gentleman I am, I allowed her to enter first. The dimly lit stairwell was rarely used. Following her up the stairs I could only stare as her gorgeous butt wobbled under the tight-fitting skirt. My hardon returned as my own mischievous thoughts arose.
Letting her go first, a couple of steps ahead, my face almost at the level with her tremendous body. Reaching forward my hands grabbed and felt her butt. The wonderful feeling of her unclad cheeks felt amazing. Nervously I lifted her skirt, her cheeks came into view. The superb butt with a small string panty staring at my eyes. I leant forward stopping her in her tracks. I first kissed one cheek then the other. Sarah pushed back as I did so.
