"OH, YES...YES, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Janet screamed.
I was thrusting fast and hard into her pussy, grabbing first one tit then the other, pulling myself forward so my cock was in constant contact with her swollen clit. I was in complete control of her body and enjoying every second. Her legs were spread wide with her feet planted on the bed trying vainly to thrust against me, but I just kept jamming her ass into the mattress. Her hands were grasping at mine, either trying to pull them away or helping me squeeze harder. I didn't care either way, because I was squeezing as hard as I could and wasn't about to ease up. Her eyes were closed as she tossed her head in every direction.
"oooooOOOOOOOOOO," She moaned as she ran her hands up my arms, digging her fingers into my biceps.
I could sense the familiar quiver in her lower belly just before I felt it in her thighs as the dam burst letting the love juices rush out of her body. The fake penis against my own pussy and the joy of knowing that I had provided so much pleasure for this lovely creature, who I loved with all my heart, caused me to climax at the same time. I pulled the dildo out immediately and dove for her pussy. I wanted to capture all of her sweet essence, cleaning her pussy thoroughly with my lips and tongue before moving up to take her in my arms. Janet was petite and I was fairly large, for a female, so it felt like I was holding a child.
It all began the first time I saw Janet. I was only 28 but already a department manager for a fairly large electronics firm and a lesbian, but no one at work knew this. I was very discreet about my few affairs, even dating the occasional male to keep up appearances, but I had never been in love. I had a reputation as a workaholic, so I think everyone believed I was more interested in my work than in my social life.
I was in a conference of department heads one day when this lovely young brunette about 5'2" brought in some papers for one of the guys in the meeting. She was tastefully dressed but it was easy to see that she was well proportioned with a trim ass, nice tits and lovely legs. She brought to mind Mary Ann on "Gilligan's Island". It was lust at first sight...
After some discreet inquires, I found out her name, where she worked, that she was 21 years old and single. I started to contrive all kinds reasons just to get a look at her and say hello. Then I got lucky.
My administrative assistant's husband got transferred to another city. I was praying Janet would reply to the job posting. The posting had to stay up a week before I could begin interviewing. I didn't know what I was going to do if she didn't apply. Janet's request came in on the last day. I went through the motions of interviewing the other applicants, in order to keep up appearances, knowing all along that Janet had the job, whether she was qualified or not.
When she started working for me I was in heaven just being around her all day, but I still wanted to make love to her so bad that my panties would get soaked just thinking about it. I still had to be very discreet about my feelings at work, even refraining from touching her, but was constantly trying to think of a plan to get her in my arms. In the mail one day was the registration form for a trade show in Chicago. I knew then what to do.
"Janet, would you come in here please?"
"Yes, Ms. Richards," she said brightly, as she came through the door, causing my heart to skip a beat, "What can I do for you?"
"If she only knew," I thought.
"Would you like to go to Chicago?" I asked, praying the answer would be yes.
"Oh yes, Ma'am, I would love to go."
"There is a trade show in Chicago in two weeks. I think it would be a good idea if you went with me so you could get a better idea of the different products we work with," I said with a straight face, "If you are free, why don't we go up on the previous Friday and do some shopping over the weekend?"
"I'm free and I love to shop."
It seemed like two years until we finally arrived at the hotel in Chicago. I had reserved a two bedroom suite, paying for most of it out of my own pocket, hoping we would only use one of the bedrooms.
Entering the master bedroom, eyeing the king size bed with anticipation, I shed my clothes and took a quick shower. I put on my prettiest robe over my naked body and headed for Janet's room. The robe was tailored to show a lot of cleavage and just tight enough to exhibit my big nipples.
I knocked on her door, calling out, "May I come in?"
"Sure, Ms. Richards, come on in."
Janet sitting in front of a vanity, in bra and panties, moving her head around, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Are you okay?" I inquired as my nipples pressed harder against my robe, my pussy got wetter and my hands began to tingle with anticipation.
"I guess it was a little too cold on the plane. My neck and shoulders are really stiff."
"Here, let me help you," I said, trying to hide my eagerness, "And by the way, please call me Maggie. Ms. Richards makes me feel like a dried up old prune."
"Oh, you are not, I think you are beautiful."
"Well, thank you for the compliment. For that you will receive my deluxe shoulder massage," Thinking as I said it, that she didn't realize yet how deluxe I wanted to get.
I held my breath as I touch her soft, bare skin for the first time. I stood behind her gently massaging her shoulders while admiring the reflection of this lovely brunette getting her shoulders rubbed by a big boned blonde with nipples vainly trying to burst through her robe. I massaged her shoulders and neck for a few minutes before subtlety moving her bra straps off her shoulders, nearly pushing the A cup bra, that was full of goodies, below her nipples. She was smiling, her eyes closed as her head was tilted back to where the top of her head was just below my yearning breasts. As my hands began to stray to the front of her shoulders toward to upper part of her breasts, there was a barely perceptible increase in her breathing, causing me to think my dreams were about to come true. But curses, foiled.
She opened her eyes and sat at little straighter saying, "Thank you, Ms. Rich...uh...Maggie, I feel so much better now."
"Glad to be of service my dear," I said as I squeezed her upper arms and kissed her on top of the head, "Why don't you take a hot bath while I order room service."
As we ate, Janet's eyes frequently strayed to my bosom. It took a lot of effort on my part to keep my hands above the table while I had an nearly overwhelming desire to place them both on my pussy. After eating, we went to our respective bedrooms.
My thighs were so sticky I had to take a bath. I lay back in the tub and began squeezing my already distended nipples, fondling my breasts, repeatedly whispering "Janet". Working on my breasts was causing my clit to throb. I scooted down in the tub until my mouth and nose were just clear of the water, putting my legs on the sides of the tub, placed my thumb against my swollen clit, inserted two fingers in my pussy and began fucking myself, wishing hotels had larger bars of soap. I lay there, exhausted, after two delicious orgasms, until the water became a little too cool. I feel asleep, with both hands between my legs, making plans for the next day.
After breakfast we went shopping, as promised. I knew of this shop that had all kinds of neat sex toys and very sexy, expensive, lingerie. Since Janet didn't know her way around, it was easy to maneuver around the streets until we eventually, "accidentally", walked past the shop.
