My girlfriend of six months came home all excited. This was a good sign I thought because I was afraid things had been getting a little dull lately. It seemed like she wasn't really into our lovemaking sessions and they were getting fewer and fewer.
"I need your help!" she exclaimed when I asked her why she was so excited. "There is an important business dinner and party Friday. It's very important. I have to go!"
"Ok, ok. We'll go. What's it all about?"
"Well, it's very important. The president of the company will be there, and so will all of the managers. It's very important." She looked so beautiful when she got excited like this. Her cheeks flushed a little putting a rosy glow on her face. Her eyes lit up.
"So what do we wear? What's the proper dress code?" I asked.
"Well, here's the deal. This is kind of complicated but you have to help me out here. Ok?" She batted her sexy eyelids at me, rubbed her hand up and down my arm and smiled seductively. Glancing at her sitting on the couch, I noticed her skirt sneaking up her legs until they rode to mid-thigh. She casually parted her legs to reveal her crotch. Her hand slowly caressed the edge of her panties. The motion was tantalizing and had the desired effect.
"I'm sure I'll do whatever you need," I said melting easily.
"Oh, if you do I'll give you your favorite treat," she said coyly. She knew I would do anything for the pleasure of feasting between her legs.
"Ok. What's up?" I said.
"We've got this situation at work. Remember Paulo?" I shook my head. She almost never talked about anyone at her office, even when I pried.
"Well he's this guy I work with. He's up for a big promotion but he has a rival. He needs our help." She waved me over to the sofa. She directed me to the floor in front of her. Her long legs were right there in front of me, one crossed over the other slowly bobbing up and down. My eyes were drawn immediately to them and their tantalizing sexiness. Watching the dark nylons as they rode up lanky legs and up her luscious thighs I wished I could see at that luscious junction where they met.
Her skirt was short, too short for business attire I thought, but extremely sexy. I glanced up sneaking a peek between her legs, seeking a glimpse at that area that represented my ultimate desire. I could almost see her panties. As usual, whenever I saw or even thought of her pussy, I felt myself harden, my member tightening against the restrictions of my trousers.
"Paulo and I have been working together on different projects. If he gets promoted to regional sales manager, I'll be his first assistant. That means more money for me too." She grabbed my chin in her hand and lifted my head up from her legs so I was forced to look at her face.
"Look at me now. If you're good I'll let you taste some of that later but pay attention now." She spoke like she was talking to a little kid. She patted my cheek, knowing I would do anything to feast there. I had long ago become a virtual slave to the succulent taste of her pussy.
"We've kind of told everyone that we, he and I, are a couple," she said nonchalantly.
"What?" I cried out, realizing what she was admitting. "I mean, what about us? Why?"
"Well, it's important at work for everyone to be married or at least have a significant other. And since Paulo and I are always working together people just assumed that he and I were doing it. So we just played along. You know, joking at first, and then when the boss told us he thought us being together improved our work we decided to tell everyone that we were engaged. It just kind of took off from there."
Forgetting my promises, I stormed out of the room. My anger boiled over as I went into the backroom where we kept the computer. I surfed around while I tried to cool down.
Hearing the cascading sound of the shower, I found myself envisioning her naked body. Barbara is a full-bodied brunette. She is not one of those skinny models you see so much of today. She has an ample chest, not too big, but it is her ass that sets her off. Almost plump, it's an ass to die for. When she struts down the street, everyone turns and watches. I've seen grown men drool when she walks by, some women too. There's nothing I wouldn't do to get near that scrumptious derriere. I love that ass. I love to grab it, squeeze it, and embarrassingly enough, I love to even lick it.
Picturing her nude in the shower, I remembered that gorgeous posterior jutting in the air as I plowed her from behind, my favorite position.
I couldn't take it any longer and I snuck into the bedroom so I could accidentally run into her as she came out of the shower.
She smirked as she saw me pretending to be looking for something in the dresser. A giant towel barely covered her glorious assets.
"Looking for something?" she inquired coquettishly.
"I'm trying to find my shirt," I replied.
"Oh? Which shirt is that?" She turned smiling and sat at her vanity.
"Listen. Maybe I was too hasty before. I don't truly understand your situation at work, but if you need my help, well, I guess I can help you out." Somehow, once again, she had turned the situation around and I was the one apologizing.
"Thanks honey. And since you're being so good I'm going to let you have one of your favorite treats tonight."
My mouth watered. She lifted the towel away from her waist so that her gorgeous womanhood glistened before me, revealing its lusty beauty. The dark hairs surrounding this area of her power accented and highlighted its deliciousness. I stared with raw lust, my tongue automatically wetting my lips in eager anticipation.
She knew my favorite part of lovemaking was feasting at her shrine, cherishing that particular duty with a devotion of absolute love. She recognized it was necessary for me to please her first before I even thought about penetrating her. I had long ago become accustomed to licking her there, savoring the taste, glorifying in the honor of serving her. so when offered the opportunity I jumped at the chance, or in this case, fell to my knees at the chance. As I crawled forward my tongue extended in worship as I tasted her lips, relishing the flavor.
I spent a good half hour teasing and tasting her. Licking her softly, sucking her gently, probing her with my tongue, I brought her to two delicious climaxes before she pushed me away.
"That's enough. I don't want to spoil you or you'll be wanting that every day." She swiveled back to her mirror.
"Every day. That sounds good to me." I rubbed my crotch and got up to go make dinner, thinking about how, despite not getting off, I was the one who really received the pleasure.
Later that night I waited until she fell into a deep slumber. Listening to the sounds of her slow breathing I wanted to make sure she was sleeping. Lately, the only way I have been able to get off was by rubbing against her magnificent ass as she slept. I loved the softness of her silky panties as they coated her voluptuous rear end. Grinding against her as she lay on her side, I would achieve my satisfaction and come all over her panties. Envisioning myself feasting on her glorious pussy, I squirted all over. I cleaned up as best I could before falling to sleep myself.
