Wednesday dawned bright and sunny. As usual, Dawn was already up before Tom was. He got up in a cheerful mood. "I wonder what she has planned for today?" Tom said to himself as he went about his morning routine of getting ready for work. His shower today went uninterrupted, as did his breakfast. Dawn did seem to be in a good mood too, but she didn't drop any hints about what sexual adventures she might have planned for them today.
Tom was about to walk out the door for work when Dawn came up to him and kissed him goodbye. "Don't forget it's Wednesday, honey. I'll meet you at your office at lunchtime, ok?" Dawn said.
Tom and Dawn had a weekly lunch date every Wednesday. It had been their routine for a few years now; they would try different restaurants, returning to their favorites whenever they could.
"I'm looking forward to it, sweetie," Tom said as he kissed his wife goodbye.
Tom's morning went pretty uneventful. He talked to a few clients, arranged for some face to face meetings the following week, and caught up on some paperwork. Before he knew it, it was almost noon, lunchtime. "I wonder what restaurant she's chosen this week," he thought to himself. He laughed, "Wherever it is, it can't be as good as breakfast was yesterday!!"
Tom was sitting at his desk, lost in his thoughts when Dawn walked into his office. She was dressed beautifully as always. She was wearing a light blue skirt with a white blouse. Tom could see she was wearing stockings as well to go along with the stiletto heels on her feet. He was a little confused about the picnic basket she was carrying; it was a little too cold in the middle of February for a park lunch.
"Hi honey," Dawn said, walking to his desk and setting the basket down on it. She leaned down to kiss him. "I thought we'd skip the restaurant and just have lunch here in the office today. Ok?"
"That's fine with me, what have you got in there, I'm starving!" he said.
Dawn opened up the basket and started pulling food out. There were crackers and cheese along with some freshly cut fruit, and Tom was surprised to see, a can of whipped cream.
"It's just a light lunch today," she said.
"That's fine, dear," Tom said.
As they ate, Tom and Dawn talked about their respective mornings, about how the day was going for them so far. They playfully fed each other morsels of food, while exchanging kisses every now and then. Most of the fruit was gone when Dawn pulled the strawberries out of the basket. "Oh," Tom thought. That's what the whipped cream was for.
Dawn grabbed the whipped cream and sprayed some on a strawberry. She took half of the piece of fruit between her lips, and leaned forward so Tom could take the other half at the same time. Their lips met as the fruit was devoured. Dawn leaned back, licking the cream from her lips seductively.
"Ok, now it's time for the real desert!" Dawn said. "I want you to stand up, take your pants off and sit back down in your chair. Now!"
Tom looked at Dawn questioningly. "What about my secretary?" he asked. "Cindy could walk in here any second."
Dawn smiled. "Don't worry about Cindy. I left clear instructions with her that we were not to be disturbed; plus I locked the door on the way in here. Now strip, mister!"
"What the hell, "Tom thought. "You only live once, right." He stood up and undid his belt, unbuttoned his slacks, pulled the zipper down and slid his slacks and boxers down to his feet. He managed to get the pants and boxers off his feet without taking off his shoes, and then sat back in his chair.
Dawn smiled and knelt at his feet. Tom couldn't help noticing she still had the can of whipped cream in her hand. Dawn brought the can forward and sprayed some of its contents on her husband's dick. Tom jumped a bit as the cold cream covered his member.
"Oh, is it too cold for my baby," Dawn cooed. "Don't you worry; I'll warm you up again real quick."
With that, Dawn leaned forward and took Tom's dick in her mouth, licking all the whipped cream from his now gradually stiffening cock. Tom looked down to see her grab the bottom of her skirt. As she pulled it up to bunch around her waist, Tom got another surprise: no panties! Dawn was wearing just a garter belt that was holding up her silk stockings.
As Dawn was sucking on her husband's now rock hard cock, she slipped a hand between her legs to rub her hairless pussy. The visual of her lips stroking up and down his cock, along with her fingering her pussy was almost too much for Tom to take. He didn't want to cum too soon, so he leaned back in his chair so he was now looking at the ceiling.
Tom sat there enjoying the feeling of being in his wife's mouth. She was an expert cock sucker. When they first got together, she really wasn't into blowjobs; she had had a few bad experiences with former boyfriends. But Tom was patient and gentle with her, and she soon developed a passion for sucking his cock.
Dawn looked up at her husband, his head back and his eyes closed, enjoying what she was doing. She smiled to herself. "I would do anything for this man," she thought to herself. She continued sucking and licking his cock as she slipped first one, and then a second finger inside her dripping pussy as her thumb rubbed circles on her clit. She could feel her pussy getting tighter around her fingers as her orgasm approached. She looked back up at Tom to see him looking back down at her with lust in his eyes. He could tell she was getting close to cumming, he could see it in her eyes.
"That's it baby, cum on your fingers! I want your pussy nice and wet when I bend you over the desk and fuck you from behind," Tom said.
