Her Honor, Mayor Connie Lark sat in her not so extravagant office at the Cormorant Hill City Hall. It was five minutes passed 1am in the morning. Mayor Lark was not attired as professional as one might hope from a mayor. She had on a pair of black, four inch pumps, inside of which contained her freshly pedicured, size 11 feet. She had gotten her toes done on her lunch hour. Electric turquoise this time.
He liked turquoise. He had told her via text the evening prior.
Sprouting out of the four inch pumps had been her thick legs. Her muscular, dense calves, that just seemed to come along with her size 18 frame. Further on up were her enormous thighs. Huge and thick they were but Her Honor was proud of them. Her naturally large quads were sexy and defined despite her plumpness. A dense and slightly jiggly, huge ass burst out of neon pink panties. A tummy that Mayor Lark was not particularly proud of, provided an interval between her fantastic lower figure and her huge DD breasts that were trapped in the prison of a neon pink bra. The layered, shoulder length brunette hair perfectly accented a warm and inviting, girl next door face.
It was on the top floor of a four story building. The mayor's office of Cormorant Hills had occupied the entire fourth floor. Her executive "suite" as the staff jokingly called it was extremely modest at best. A large lithograph print of a Great Cormorant covered the majority of one wall. Interesting pictures, memorabilia and décor from her previous tenure adorned the others. The floor had scarlet carpet which was extremely vibrant and Her Honor had picked it out herself.
Connie Lark sat atop her large, rosewood desk. It creaked with her weight and the Mayor of Cormorant Hill sat on the edge of the desk in her intimate attire. Her big legs gently swung down in front of one of the two visitor armchairs that faced her workspace. Slowly and nervously she slipped two fingers into her neon pink panties. Her clit throbbed and her cunt was moist and wet. She loved Eric Dallas and the thought of this saturated her primary fuck hole. Better yet, the pussy saturation was further amplified by the fact that Eric Dallas loved her. He had loved her for five years but he had been too afraid to show it. Connie began to finger herself thinking about the predicament. Eric had turned down sex the day they had lunch at her house. He had stated he wanted to take it slowly with her and that they had ample time to explore their love for one another. His humbleness and disciplined restraint only increased her lust for his cock. That footjob! The thought of this made the Mayor finger fuck her pussy harder. The young man had cum volumes, like a fire hydrant that had exploded when a vehicle rammed into it. Yes, this foot fetish thing was inevitably going to be a surprising turn on for the mayor who had never given it previous thought.
Eric had left that same day before dinner. He had said good bye and told her he loved her while shoving his tongue in her mouth. They had stood in her narrow hallway for what seemed like an eternity. Today, as she sat in her office, clad in the sluttiest, high hip cut bra and panties she could find, she missed her gentleman caller terribly. Eric had not been seen in the office for three days. It was a prior scheduling issue and he had gone to a conference down south on the Mayor's behalf as she was attending local events in Cormorant Hill. They had been texting frequently and Eric was driving back into town this evening. He had told her he was heading into the office to lock up some important papers before he intended to head home. Eric had planned a picnic dinner on the beach for them the following evening but Connie had decided she couldn't wait. Instead, she sat calmly in her lingerie, locked inside her taxpayer funded office. Her Honor had instructed Mr. Dallas to secure the important papers directly in her office safe. In reality he would be securing her delicious size 11 feet in his throat and maybe, perhaps, she would secure his throbbing cock in her mouth.
There in the darkness, on the fourth floor, in an office with a rosewood desk, sat the Mayor of Cormorant Hills. She waited calmly for her lover, like a spider waiting patiently for dinner to land on the web. She would taste him alright. She would taste his beautiful dick and he would gag on her feet and bask his mouth in her wide, nectar producing cunt. 1:23am and her phone's text message alert rang off in the dark office. Eric was messaging to let her know he was pulling into the building's parking lot. He stated that he missed her and that he couldn't wait to see her tomorrow. Connie Lark's wet, throbbing pussy had saturated her neon pink lingerie. A bead of her juices had escaped, slowly dripping down the rosewood paneling of the desk. She removed her fingers from her pussy and licked both of them clean. Calmly, she kicked off her black pumps which fell the 16 inches to the scarlet carpet below. Her Honor grinned as in the silence of night, she heard a car pull into the parking lot four stories down.
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Eric Dallas exited his Lincoln sedan at well past 1:30am in the morning. The parking lot of the small government building was completely deserted except for his car. Exhausted, he walked up the steps to the side entrance and struggled to swipe his access card on the door panel. Eric was carrying a plethora of important papers, statistical reports and county legislative proposals in a large cardboard box. He uttered a relieved sigh as the little green light illuminated and he opened the door to head up four flights of stairs.
Slowly and steadily he ascended, thinking about which he would like to do more at this moment; sleep for a day or have Her Honor get frisky and perverse with him. Several times he had gotten blue balls on his drive back to Cormorant Hill. His wonderful new girlfriend had been texting fairly explicit things to him and he had almost stopped twice to tear open his pants and jerk his throbbing dick to a photo of her feet she had sent. The thought of his cock between the bright, indigo-turquoise toes and the size 11 high arches was almost too much to comprehend. He had figured that an impromptu masturbation session would result in him spraying cum all over the leather interior of his Lincoln. Reluctantly, he had decided against it. He had often eaten his own cum after masturbating and for almost five years he had masturbated to the thought of licking his seed off his Mayor's feet. A wonderful fantasy this was, that he had recently made a reality.
As Eric Dallas headed down the fourth story hallway, past the cubicles and executive offices to the Mayor's suite, thoughts of passion faded out of his mind. He simply wanted to secure his paperwork as instructed and go home. He reached the mayor's double office doors after walking through the secretary's waiting area. Gingerly, he cradled the heavy box and unlocked the door. It was dark inside and casually he fumbled for the light switch on the wall. Triumphantly, he flicked it on and the room illuminated.
Eric looked up and immediately saw who was waiting for him. In tremendous surprise, he dropped his box of important articles. Papers spilled out everywhere over the scarlet carpet. They spilled out rapidly, much like Eric was wishing his now erect dick would spill out of his pants. A bumper sticker that read VOTE FOR CONNIE hit his crotch on its fluttery descent to the carpet. Connie Lark was grinning on her perch at the edge of the taxpayer donated desk.
"Shut the door sweetie," she whispered. "Lock it behind you, take all your clothes off and sit in this armchair. I want you to spread your legs wide when you sit down so I can get a look at that nice thick dick."
"Your Honor, this is your office!" Eric pleaded.
"Do it now Eric and call me Connie."
Eric Dallas did as he was told. After locking the door and stripping naked in the mayor's office he walked slowly over to her and began to smile nervously. He went to kiss her, to put his tongue through her inviting, lipstick coated lips. Instead, she playfully pushed him into the large, velvet upholstered armchair. His cock and balls were full of sperm. Sperm that was just aching to spray out for his goddess. His penis pointed up at her and veins stood out among the shaft. His cock bobbed lustfully for his woman's attention.
Gently, Connie put her size 11 feet on his face. Eric gasped and started to breathe faster. He ran his fingers all over the warm and inviting soles and toes. He clutched her firm ankles and made his way to groping the large, muscular calves. The wonderful calves that had just enough density and flabbiness in a perfect balance. Her legs were perfection defined.
