Readers: This story is based on my series The Awakening and I encourage you to read it to understand the characters. It sets the foundation for this story, but this story is a standalone one. The content involves an open marriage, drinking and detailed descriptions of cigarette smoking -- so if none of this is your thing, move on! For my followers and supporters, tell me how you like it or what you want to hear next -- I appreciate you.
Lisa Swanson finished typing in the last bit of customer information into the electronic computer form, hit enter, and sent the information off into insurance processing land. As the Operations Director for Hartfield Insurance, Lisa was responsible the overall management of eighteen people and several million dollars of insurance work. While it wasn't a thrilling occupation, it helped pay the bills and her and her husband Tom lived quite nicely in a large house and didn't have to worry about day-to-day finances. As she glanced around her spacious office, complete with a nice L-shaped desk, two couches separated by a small coffee table, and a six-person conference table, she felt a surge of pride and satisfaction. As she considered her professional image, her mind suddenly switched to her alternative lifestyle. She and Tom had essentially agreed upon an open marriage and, while she was selective about her adventures, she felt a tinge of embarrassment -- if only her colleagues knew what she and Tom had been exploring together and individually.
Her last adventure jumped into her head. She had gone to her neighbor (and fuck buddy) Matt's quarterly car dealership meeting at a nice hotel and ended up fucking and sucking three guys. That had to be my worst moment, she thought...or my best, she smiled to herself. Not bad for a 47-year-old mom. While she knew her body wasn't in the best shape, she also knew men enjoyed her sweet smile, full lips made for kissing, Kate Spade glasses -- she was surprised to discover just how much her innocent, almost-librarian look appealed to men.
When she opened the door, she saw Mallory's oval face with long brunette hair framing a sweet, innocent-looking face atop a thick frame. She was dressed in jeans and a dark blue blouse, a top which highlighted her 36B set of tits nicely, with a slight hint of cleavage. While most wouldn't describe her as beautiful or sexy, Mallory had a basic shy good girl look about her that Lisa found sweet and intriguing.
"Hey, Ms. Swanson, everyone is gone for the day, thought I'd check in on you to see if you needed anything," Mallory offered with a slight smile. Lisa waved her in, motioning to the couch.
"That is so sweet of you," Lisa responded, sitting down and noting Mallory selected a spot on the couch next to her. As her younger colleague slid a nicely manicured hand through her long hair, tucking it behind her ear, Lisa couldn't help but flash back to a scene several weeks earlier where Lisa and Tom had seduced Mallory in their own home. As Mallory continued her shy smile, Lisa remembered how nervously then passionately those lips had sucked her husband's cock. God, that was a hot afternoon, Lisa recalled.
"Sooooo," Mallory said, glancing around, "are you caught up and ready to go?" she asked. Lisa, shaken from her reverie, tried to focus.
"Pretty much all set. Wanted to finalize a few quotes and then I'll be good. How are things with you? We really haven't talked too much. Hope you are doing okay with everything."
Mallory smiled bigger and nodded.
"Doing great, Ms. Swanson, enjoying work and keeping busy. My dad is now in assisted living and actually likes it, so it's been a lot easier on me."
"Mallory, that is awesome, so good to hear. You deserve a break. And what is this Ms. Swanson stuff? Didn't I say Lisa was fine?" Lisa replied. Mallory shyly looked down.
"I guess I thought...well...the time you told me to call you Lisa was...." Mallory trailed off, clearly embarrassed recalling their tryst at Lisa's house.
"I remember, hon," Lisa jumped in. "We really haven't talked about that...not that you have to. I just hope it doesn't make things awkward."
"You mean having had sex with your boss and her husband?" Mallory asked with a shy grin. Lisa laughed quickly.
"Well, I guess that is bad now that you say it that way. I didn't mean to bring up anything embarrassing," Lisa offered. Mallory shook her head.
"I'm not embarrassed! Not at all! It was one of the hottest experiences I've ever had," she blurted.
"Oh my God, me too, hon...it's like ever since I hit my mid-forties, I've been such a horn dog!" Lisa said in a conspiratorial whisper and they both laughed.
"Well, I have to say, I haven't had many experiences and most of them were lame...you and Tom certainly expanded my horizons," Mallory said.
"I never thought being with a woman would be so arousing. I still prefer a hard cock but have to admit I loved tasting you and having you eat me like you did." Mallory immediately blushed and Lisa leaned in, taking her hand.
"Mallory, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be so blunt," Lisa said. Mallory shook her head again, her big brown eyes gazing directly into Lisa's.
"No, Lisa, I'm not embarrassed at thought of what we did...I was...it's just that...I was kind of hoping...never mind, I'm being silly," Mallory said with another shake of her head. Lisa noticed her hand still held Mallory's as they looked at each other. Lisa patted her hand, rose from the couch and locked the door. Returning, she sat back down and reached for both of Mallory's hands. Lisa hesitated only a second before she closed her eyes and move her lips to Mallory's full ones. The kiss was firm, filled with desire and Mallory instantly responded by opening her mouth and welcoming Lisa's probing tongue.
Lisa, emboldened by Mallory's passionate response, pulled the young woman close, her right hand falling to the top button of Mallory's blouse. As their tongues feverishly dueled, Lisa undid the young woman's buttons, allowing her blouse to fall open, revealing a modest tan lacy front clasp bra. Lisa moaned has her hands brushed against Mallory's firm 36B breasts. In response, Mallory slid her hands along Lisa's thigh, moving down to the hem of her knee-high skirt and tentatively sliding a hand just inside along the top of her knee. Lisa dove in, slowly kissing down from the top of Mallory's neck to the tops of her breasts, then down along them. Her hands parted the bra and blouse, her soft tongue tracing around the small areola, causing the light pink buds of Mallory's nipples to stiffen to hardness. Lisa switched between the two plump globes, Mallory's soft moans sending a tingle of wetness into her pussy. Mallory wrapped her hand in Lisa's thick brunette hair, gripping the warm, hungry mouth to her stiff nipples.
"God, yes," Mallory moaned, "I wanted it this soooo much." Lisa didn't reply, busy kissing down lower, her hands sliding to Mallory's jeans and flipping the button open. In a deft motion, Lisa slid them down and off, hardly noticing Mallory kicking off her shoes. Mallory slowly fall back, lying prone on the couch. Lisa reached for the Mallory's dark blue lacy bikini panties, slipped her fingers into the waistband of the soft material and sliding them down Mallory's thighs.
"Be...oh goodness," Mallory's words were cut off Lisa's hot mouth finding the ultimate destination. Lisa licked along the length of Mallory's vaginal lips, noting how wet she was and how Mallory's taste drove her own pussy to greater wetness.. She spread Mallory ever so slightly with her fingers, letting her small, stiff clit catch her tongue. Mallory gave a satisfied moan and Lisa let her tongue swirl around the stiff little bud. Any lack of skill at eating pussy was made up with passion and intensity. She alternated between rapidly licks and soft, playful rolls. Mallory moaned, squeezing her own breasts and playing with her nipples.
"I'm going to...oh fuck yes...oh please," Mallory moaned, feeling a familiar pressure build up inside her. Lisa again parted Mallory's lips with her tongue, pressing her mouth deeply against Jessica's sex and licking playfully inside her. Mallory bucked her hips and moaned with delight as Lisa's probing tongue worked inside her. Lisa finally removed her tongue but and Mallory groaned as the hot tongue was replaced by two of Lisa's fingers swiftly sliding into her tight tunnel. Lisa crooked her damp fingers ever so slightly and, upon finding the desired spot, began stroking it quickly towards her as her mouth clamped around Mallory's clit, sucking it gently into her mouth and then going back to frenzied licking.
Mallory couldn't take it. It was almost so good as to overload her senses. She almost thought about asking Joanna to stop, to let her brace herself. But she just kept bucking her hips, her moans now high pitched, breathless, and ragged.
"I...I....Oh fuck...oh fuck...I'm going to cummmmmm," Mallory moaned aloud, trying to keep her voice in check as she felt herself finally being pushed over the edge, her entire body shaking and squeezing. She felt herself gush her cum over Lisa's face. Lisa didn't let up for a second, and kept fingering and licking at her, even though the walls encircling her fingers began squeezing tightly. She just kept licking, kept fingering, savoring the feeling of Mallory's orgasm. Mallory just shook, panting and moaning as Joanna kept at her, not relenting for a second. Every few seconds a fresh wave of her orgasm would tear around her, like aftershocks after a massive earthquake, causing her to shake again.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Mallory repeated as she felt herself finally descending. Lisa finally slowed, kissing and nipping at Mallory's quivering thighs. Standing up, Lisa looked down at her still trembling colleague and smiled. Hiking up her skirt, Lisa slid down her light burgundy bikini panties, reveling a trimmed patch of pussy hair, which she promptly moved toward Mallory's face.
"Mmmm, my turn," Mallory moaned, reaching her hand around Lisa's ass and pulling the older woman's torso to her waiting mouth. Lisa responded by raising her left leg over Mallory's shoulder, semi-straddling her. Mallory began kissing Lisa's pussy as if she were kissing the woman's mouth, savoring the sweet, tangy juice. Mallory, imitating the motions she felt Lisa do on her, gently massaged Lisa's labia with her lips while her tongue slowly explored the brunette's inner folds. She then parted Lisa's lips with her tongue and began swirling it into her tight love tunnel.
"Damn," Lisa gasped as she looked down at the younger woman's passionate face. "That feels good...really fucking good, hon." Encouraged, Mallory enthusiastically delved deeper into Lisa's wetness, hands reaching around to clutch her ample ass, using her tongue to fuck her boss's pussy. Lisa began rocking her hips, pushing her pussy down harder onto Mallory's hot mouth. Mallory moved her efforts up to Lisa's clit and began by fluttering her tongue rapidly over the hard little nub. Lisa was moaning with her mouth closed, making sure she wasn't too loud, realizing they were still in the workplace. When Mallory took Lisa's clit into her mouth and started to gently suck on it while lashing it with her tongue, the older women trembled with pleasure.
"Fingers," Lisa panted abruptly, "use your fingers, baby. Touch my pussy."
Mallory slipped one of her hands down from Lisa's ass to the woman's pussy and slipped a finger inside the velvety entrance as she continued sucking and swirling her tongue around her clit. It took Mallory a few strokes to match Lisa's rhythmic hip thrusts, but soon Mallory was rapidly fingering Lisa's tight pussy while her tongue continued to flick her well-lubricated clit.
Lisa's humming turned into whimpers, and she threw her head back. Her whole body suddenly tensed up and she squeezed Mallory's head between her thighs as she began to shudder. She had been holding her breath as her orgasm overtook her and she let out a short gasp. Lisa tensed up, let out another loud gasp and then her body shook and shuddered again. With a final gasp that came out as a squeak, Lisa collapsed on the floor, her head buried into Mallory's breasts. Mallory held her head against her chest and ran her fingers over Lisa's hair.
