About two years into my job repping pharmaceuticals, we were invited to a party at the company owner's house. Charlie and Marge lived about forty miles from where we lived at the time. It was a sort-of cocktail-party-finger-food-buffet-kind-of-thing.
I was wearing a dress with a medium long skirt. Always have enjoyed mid-calf-forties-fifties style skirts and dresses. Usually what I wear. I curl my hair to match the forties image. This dress was a little loose, so I was wearing a belt. Very "Marilynn."
Just after I had finished a couple of little quichy thingies, I noticed a man staring at me. Knowing he caught my eye, he approached. "Hello, my name is Eduardo."
"Hello Eduardo. Are you from around here?"
"I work for Charlie's company, in the Southwest region."
"I imagine your native language helps with sales in that area of the country."
"Yes. Speaking Spanish and English is very helpful. I want to lick your pussy."
"Thank you!"
"Will you let me?"
"Maybe. It depends."
"On what?"
"Well, do you ask this of women often?"
"This is my first time to be so explicit, so yearning."
"Why this time?"
"You are astoundingly attractive to me."
"Can I trust you to be discreet? Or, are you one of those men who will lick-and-tell?"
"I am not just an employee. I am a longtime friend of Charlie and Marge. We attended college together. I am staying here for a few days. My room is on the second floor near the rear of the house."
"Are you suggesting I should ask Charlie if he believes you would keep our confidence?"
"No."
"Marge?"
"No!"
By this time, I could feel the tingle. Would he be any good?
"Where will you be waiting to lick my pussy?"
"Use the far staircase and down the hall to the right, last door on the right."
Obviously, I was going to follow him, I am not one to turn down an orgasm. I was becoming excited enough to make it happen. A quick glass of wine and I was climbing stairs.
Once I entered his room, he wasted no time. He firmly moved me to the bed, reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties. Steadying myself by leaning on his shoulders, I stepped out of them. Holding up my skirt, I sat on the bed as he knelt between my legs on the floor. I knew I was extra wet and ready when I felt the cool air on my puss. I was ready for this.
He first licked me where my legs join my body, from near my bum hole to the top of my groin. Each side. This was special! Erotically close to the prize. With each lick moving closer to my slit. I could feel my lips parting. A great feeling!
