Office Fun

Jim walked in and looked around the bar. It was the office "Cinquo De Mayo" party, and from the looks of things, most people had taken advantage of the opportunity for an early escape and a little mid-week partying.

The bar was a fairly small place, and a bit crowded between the regulars and the party. As he made his way around the room to order a beer, his eyes scanned the crowd, looking for her. His cock twitched in anticipation , hoping she hadn't opted out.

He ordered a Corona and leaned back against the bar as he waited – and he saw her. She was in one corner, surrounded by three of the office geeks. Jim couldn't help but laugh to himself, thinking that they guys looked like pathetic little puppies, trying to hump her leg!

He couldn't blame them, though – Christine was a stunner! She was Filipina and gorgeous. Her long, black hair fell straight back below her shoulders, and her high cheekbones and almond shaped eyes set off an incredibly sensuous mouth, with full, inviting lips. As he watched her, she took a sip from her own Corona, and Jim couldn't help but be jealous of the bottle. For months, he'd been imagining what it would be like to feel those lips wrapped around his throbbing member.

As he stood there, he couldn't help but be struck by her body as well. She was tall – nearly six feet, with large, full breasts that she hid demurely behind a business jacket. Today she was wearing a short skirt and knee-high black boots. Her long legs looked so inviting, and Jim could only imagine the paradise that waited between them.

It hadn't taken Jim any time at all to notice Christine when he started working in the office. In fact, his first encounter with her was in the kitchenette, as he was getting some coffee. He walked in to find her bent over, routing through the refrigerator. At the sight of her incredible ass, he just stopped and held his breath. When she stood up and turned around, she was a bit flustered to see him staring at her. She definitely noticed the bulge in his pants, though, as he saw her smile and lick her lips briefly. From that moment on, he was hooked!

Christine worked for another supervisor, but she supported some of his staff on their projects. She was always the model of decorum, and she made a point of calling him "Sir" whenever they spoke. Jim found more and more reasons to invite her to meetings, and it was strange how often she ended up sitting right next to him. A couple of times, her leg had brushed against his during a meeting, and it was like someone had wired his balls with electricity. It wasn't long before he was plotting a way to break down the professional barrier, and fuck the living hell out of this gorgeous Asian beauty!

The office party seemed like the perfect chance. The alcohol was flowing freely, and everyone was having a good time. Jim noticed some of the other office "couples" had already paired off and moved into the darker corners of the bar. Christine remained trapped by the nerd boys, and as he picked up two fresh Coronas, Jim decided she definitely needed rescuing!

"Looks like the Queen is holding court," he said as he walked up to her. The three guys around her turned and looked at Jim, and they all seemed a little defeated. At 46, Jim was an attractive man with distinguished grey hair, and piercing blue eyes. He kept himself in good shape, and ladies found attractive. The Geek Squad knew they didn't stand a chance in a cock fight with him.

"Hardly a queen," said Christine, running her eyes up and down Jim, "We were just talking about the latest version of that data analysis program the firm installed." Jim could almost hear the desperation in her voice, saying "Please save me!"

"Well, that sounds fascinating. I did need to talk a little business with you, though – a small project that I have in mind that I think will interest you." He looked pointedly at the nerds, who had already hung their heads in defeat and started to back away. Nothing more needed to be said.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Christine smiled and said, "Thanks – I owe you for rescuing me. Another five minutes and I was going to fake a heart attack!" As she spoke, she reached over and took the cold beer that Jim offered, letting her hand brush against his and linger there. Jim could feel the energy, and his balls started to tense in anticipation.

"Well, since you owe me...I have some ideas on how to collect." As he spoke, he moved closer until the mouth of the bottle in his hand was brushing against her obviously erect nipples. He saw Christine shiver at the touch.

Without saying another word, Jim turned and walked toward the door. Christine paused for a moment – her pussy was so wet that she was afraid she would "squish" when she walked. She set down the beer and followed him to the door.

Outside, she found herself on the patio. There were tables and umbrellas set up, with colorful lanterns strung between them. It looked like the hardcore party crowd was out here, and there was plenty of noise and booze all around.

She spotted Jim in a dark corner of the patio, away from most of the activity. She walked up to him, and he boldly reached out and tweaked her nipple. She caught her breath and moaned softly, feeling her juices flooding even more.

Christine leaned in, her lips parted, and kissed Jim passionately. He put his hand behind her head, entwining his fingers in her hair, and pulled her closer. His other arm went around her, and he cupped her ass, pulling her tightly against him. Although she couldn't see it in the dim light, the level of his excitement was obvious as she felt his hard cock pressing against her belly.

Jim kneaded her ass as his tongue explored her mouth. He pressed his crotch against her, poking her with his hard member. Christine reached down and grabbed him, savoring the outline of what promised to be a very inviting cock. She squeezed it, taking pleasure in the way it forced Jim to pause in his explorations of her ass.

"You know, I think it's time for you to start making good on what you owe me," said Jim, breaking their kiss. "If you kneel down, I think you'll know what to do."

Christine looked at him and smiled, then proceeded to kneel in front of him. They were behind one of the tables, in an isolated corner, and Jim had his back to the rest of the patio. Christine went to her knees – fortunately it was soft mulch. Her fingers deftly found his zipper, and she worked to release his aching cock. She had to unbuckle his pants to get the monster free, which strained against the tight briefs that held it in place. She ran her finger along the underside of his shaft, feeling his body twitch in response. Now it was time to free the snake, and as she eased the briefs down, his hard cock sprang out.

In the faint light, she was able to admire his manhood. It was a nice length – probably close to eight inches – and thick. She could see the head silhouetted against the lanterns, and it was perfectly shaped. She could see the glistening of pre-cum on the tip, which she slowly lapped with her tongue.

As soon as her mouth touched his cock, Jim grabbed her head and pulled it forward, jamming the entire shaft into her throat. Christine gagged for a moment, then relaxed and let his manhood fill her. As he held onto her head, she took control and started to work her mouth up and down the length of his cock. Jim now had his hands on either side of her head, pushing himself deeper with every thrust. She loved the feeling of control, and she swirled her tongue all around the head and shaft as she took him deep into her throat.

Christine listened to the soft moaning as she sucked Jim's dick. The moaning was soon replaced with his pleas. "That's it, baby, suck it! Take it deep! God, I'm going to fill your mouth with my cum! You feel so fucking good on my cock! Don't stop!"

Christine had no intention of stopping! As she sensed him moving closer to orgasm, she reached up and cupped his heavy balls. They were twitching and swinging in rhythm as he thrust into her mouth. She held them firmly in one hand, as the other wrapped around his cock and guided it in and out of her mouth.

After just a few seconds of this treatment, Jim was ready to cum. He grabbed her hair tightly, and prepared to empty a huge load down her throat. His cocked twitched furiously, and he felt his balls begin to unload. Suddenly, he felt Christine's finger in his ass, pressing right against his prostate. The combination of the pressure and the orgasm that was wracking his body was almost too much, and he felt his knees go weak. His cock was pumping a furious stream of thick, hot seed down her throat, and she was gulping it happily. As his monster orgasm subsided, she eased her finger from his ass and release her grip on his aching balls.

Christine licked her lips, relishing the man-taste of his salty cum. Her pussy was absolutely drenched now, and as she stood she reached up and slid her sopping panties down her long, firm, tanned legs. She let them drop to the ground, then kicked them off and under one of the bushes that ringed the patio. Jim could smell her sex in the air. He reached under her skirt, and his fingers easily found her cunt. Her pussy hair was sparse and neatly trimmed, and he had no problem locating her clit. He was amazed at the size – the thing felt like it was the size of a damn cherry! As soon as he touched it, Christine let out a low moan and buried her head into his shoulder.

Jim worked her nub for a minute, rubbing it, pinching it, and smearing it with her ample juices. When he could sense she was at the breaking point, he slid his finger into her slit, jamming it deep. He fingered her hard, as his free hand found her tits. He squeezed her heavy breast, then took her nipple between his fingers and squeezed in rhythm to his finger fucking. The combination was too much for Christine, and she had a massive orgasm, drenching Jim's hand in more of her pussy juice. He continued to finger-fuck her, loving the feel of her pussy muscles clenching around him.

Christine pulled away. "Stop, I can't take anymore!" she said. "That was so intense! Jim, I need to you to fuck me – now! I want your cock deep inside me!"

Jim wasted no time in complying. He spun her around roughly and pushed her against the table. It was a high table, and she leaned her elbows onto it. Jim moved behind her and lifted her miniskirt. It was tight, and he had to work it up her ass cheeks until her pussy was exposed. His cock was back at full erection, he was dying to bury all eight inches into this hot beauty.

Because Christine was so tall, Jim had to lean far forward to ease his throbbing cock into her. Her velvety lips parted easily and he slid smoothly home. Christine gasped, overwhelmed by the feeling of his cock inside her. She'd been fantasizing about this for months, and now it was happening!

As Jim began to move his hips slowly back and forth, Christine looked around. They were just 10 feet away from the other partiers, but they were too busy drinking and laughing to notice what was happening. Still, the thought that they could get caught at any moment was a huge turnover.

Christine concentrated on the feeling deep in her pussy, as Jim plowed his fat cock in and out. He was perfectly shaped and positioned to hit her G-spot with every thrust. As a result, she could feel an orgasm of epic proportions building in her belly.

Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Jim reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back sharply. He leaned forward, keeping a tight grip on her and thrusting his big shaft into her harder and harder. He began to whisper to her as he fucked her.

"You're so fucking hot, Christine! I've been dying to fuck you, to fill you with my cock. You're so good, so fucking good! Do you like my cock in you? Does it turn you on? Do you want to feel me cum? Do you want me to fill you with my seed?"

Christine tried to nod – she couldn't speak. Jim held onto her hair with one hand, and with the other reached around her waist and held onto her belly. As he fucked her, she pictured his hot seed deep in that belly, and suddenly she remembered that she was in the middle of her cycle! She normally used condoms, but she had gotten so caught up in the heat of the moment that she had thrown all caution to the wind!

"Jim, you can't cum! Please, stop! I'm fertile – we're not using anything! You're going to get me pregnant!"

Those were exactly the wrong words to say! Jim didn't slow down, but he picked up the pace. As Christine struggled to pull away, he held her tighter and pulled her hair more. He leaned over her shoulder, as she felt him begin the short strokes that signaled his orgasm.

"Oh, no – you're getting it all! I'm going to pump your fertile belly so full of my potent seed! This is a huge load – you're going to overflow. I'm going to knock you up and keep your belly full of me! Get ready – here it comes!!"

With those words, Jim thrust hard and drove his cock as deep as he could. Christine could feel his dick beging to pulse, and she could literally feel the warmth spread through her belly as he coated her fertile womb with his seed. It was the most erotic thing she had ever felt, and her own orgasm hit her like a freight train. Jim's cock continued to pour cum into her, and her pussy spasmed and sucked it deeper into her womb. After what seemed like an eternity, both of them stopped, and Jim slid his still hard cock out her pussy with an audible "plop"!

Christine steadied herself against the table, unable to trust her legs to support her. She looked around, and realized that no one else was any wiser about the incredible fucking she had just taken. Jim was still behind her, massaging her belly with one hand – almost as if he was trying to work his sperm deeper inside her. Finally, he released her and pulled up his pants. After he finished getting dressed, her spun her around and kissed her fiercely.

"Well, I think that's a good down payment on your debt to me. What do you think?" he asked her.

Christine just nodded weakly, picturing all of his seed sloshing around in her belly. If that was the down payment, she couldn't wait to start the installment plan!

To be continued....