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Cheers to my man Joe A Verage for offering me his wife for this one.
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This girl Christina from the office had been flirting with me hardcore in recent weeks and I could tell my charm had done its work - until the tension between us reached its climax at this company gathering a few weeks ago.
She was wearing clothes that left very little to the imagination and her constant rubbing against my body during the volleyball game made her desire obvious even to the blind.
She was a very hot older woman who had kept her lovely shape and seemed extra-flirty around the younger boys at the office. Short skirt, open shirt barely covering the top of her glorious, big firm breasts, and high leather boots completed the kinky attire she had on for the day.
I was well aware that she was married as she was always wearing the ring, but I knew if I held her hand and led her my way out of public eye I wouldn't have to work very hard to get her down on all fours.
I would give her little hints, make her shiver lightly with my touch whenever the proximity allowed, occasionally slide a finger along her breast when I'd pick her up in the sand when we were playing, and I knew exactly what I was doing to her. Two could play the flirting game.
The evening went by and my plan was working perfectly. When I took her hand to take her on a stroll along the beach at night, she glided off the dance floor without hesitation and did not even notice the grin of her colleagues' face who had seen her dance close-up to me all evening and knew she was married.
They also all knew what was going to happen next. I know she did too, and she simply wanted it just as much as I did.
We barely chit-chat. It seemed the only point of conversation was melting into the darkness far enough to be out of the sight of our colleagues.
Once we were out of sight, we wasted no time in finding each other's lips and exploring each other's torso with our hands.
Her breasts were firm like I'd imagined them and I knew they would fill nicely my mouth. Her hands were hesitantly traveling lower and lower over my body until she reached my belt.
I could tell by her slow actions that it must've been her first time with someone other than her husband. I didn't want her to think twice about it so I took her by the wrist and placed her tiny hand over the large, hardening bulge in my pants.
"Oh my god!" she couldn't resist saying as the wrapped her hand around my throbbing tool through the fabric of my pants. "It's so big!" she continued on a surprised tone.