I walk through the front door of our home, and sigh as our broken-down air conditioner provides little relief from the sweltering heat of the hot summer's day. After spending a couple hours working in the garden, my short sun dress clings damply to my ample chest and hips, and a slight shine of perspiration gleams on the several inches of visible cleavage. Due to the heat, I went without a bra and panties that day, knowing they would only become sodden after a few hours in the sun in our front yard.
After pouring two glasses of ice cold lemonade, and taking a moment to quench my own thirst, I venture toward your office near the back of the house, overlooking the back yard. Padding quietly in my bare feet, you don't heat my approach, or look up from your computer screen where you are typing furiously away, slaving on the latest project for your demanding boss. I pause and watch for a few moments, leaning my curvaceous frame against the doorway, taking in every move of a muscle in your face as you glower over your work. I lick my lips as I watch a bead of sweat form on your brow, and wonder whether your cock is warm and heavy between your legs, grown with slight arousal as your mind races. I must have moaned softly as I bit my lip while contemplating the state of your manhood, because you suddenly turn your head to face me, a smile lighting up your face as you take me in.
"Is that smile for me, or the lemonade?" I ask.
"You... but the lemonade looks delicious too." you reply with a wink.
Walking towards you, I place the glass down on the desk beside you as you swivel your office chair around to face me. Looking into your eyes, I straddle you, sitting myself onto your lap and pressing my moist curves, barely covered by the thin material of my dress, against you. I lean in and kissed your neck, savouring the salty taste of your sweat on my tongue. You groan softly and begin to knead my heavy breasts through my light dress, quickly arousing my nipples between your finger tips. Unable to restrain myself, I push back off of your lap and sink to my knees between your thighs. Unable to wait for your to lift your butt off the chair so that I could pull off your light athletic shorts, I reach up your pant leg and grasp your achingly hard shaft in my hand, working it up and down.
"Oh my god you're so hard. I want to suck you off baby." I whimper.
"Oh yes. Put my cock in your mouth you gorgeous slut." you groan.
Pulling your dick out of one leg of your shorts, I immediately engulf it in my mouth, swirling my tongue and head around in circles, creating instant warmth and friction around the crown of your head. You gasp as I stroke the base of it in a fast moving fist, my hand bumping against my own lips as I begin to bob my head up and down in your lap, humming with pleasure. Feeling an orgasm begin to build far too quickly under my onslaught, you reach down, grasping me by the sides of my head, and pulling me bodily off of your erection. Tilting my head upwards, you lean down, kissing me deeply and smelling your own cock on my lips. You stand for a moment, and I take the hint, pulling your shorts down to your ankles and helping you to step out of them.